I Come From Laos

ithe ramblings of a woman slowly going mad below. read at your own risk. 

my mind has been hijacked.  the thoughts running round, I do not want them to be.  I push them away and they creep back in within minutes.  Work is becoming difficult, concenertration, impossible.  I’m using music to fill the corners of my mind.  then the music stops and I’m haunted once more.

oh damn homey, my mind is playin tricks on me…