'The past is always with us, just waiting to mess with the present' Just when you think everything is over, it comes back haunting you someway or another. I don't get how a stupid thought can screw up everything. There are some thoughts, no matter how much you try pushing them to the back of your head, that'll just manage to come right back to you. Really, I wish there was a stop button I could press whenever I can't take any more thinking, whenever I had enough. A thought is linked to million of other thoughts, in a second I find myself already drowning in the sea of my thoughts.
Result: Plain confusion.