It’s like my mind is split between a million different places, in a million different categories. Am I bored? Am I lonely? Do I want to do something? Do I go out and try to talk? Or do I really just feel like sitting here alone? I can’t make my mind up about anything, because it’s sprinting around in circles.  You know that feeling when you’re constantly looking in the fridge, trying to find that snack that you know you’re CRAVING, but every time you take one bite out of something, you know that it’s not what you want? That’s the state my mind is in right now.