Sometimes, It’s a Real B*tch

Hey Drifters.
I’m not sure how you got here, but if your mind is loud, a little chaotic, and always wandering—then you’re right where you need to be.
Welcome to my mental frequency. Let’s drift for a minute.

Sometimes, I swear my thoughts aren’t even words—they’re just sound.
Imagine standing in the middle of Times Square: voices shouting, taxis blaring, neon lights flickering like anxious thoughts.
Now imagine all that… but in your head.
That’s what it feels like when I wake up some days. Or try to fall asleep.

There’s no map.
Just noise.
And me—trying to make sense of a mind that never sits still. One second I’m picking apart my emotions, the next I’m mentally designing a teleportation machine. (Still in beta. No promises.)

The other night, I caught myself spiraling after calling someone—did I call twice? Too many times? Should I have waited?
Two minutes later, I had a full-blown argument in my head…
for a conversation that never even happened.
(Some people call that crazy. I call it preparation with flair.)

My brain? She’s creative.
I’ve debated the meaning of silent letters for ten whole minutes.
Like, why would you put an extra “k” in “knight”? For vibes??
If it’s silent, don’t put it in the damn word!!!


But truthfully?
It’s not always funny.
Sometimes this brain of mine becomes its own storm—
And the thunder doesn’t wait until it’s convenient.
It keeps me up at 4AM, even when I begged to be asleep by 12.

There’s always this tug-of-war between peace and chaos.
Neither side wins.
They just drag me back and forth until I forget what stillness feels like.

And maybe you know that feeling too.
Like you’re trapped inside your own momentum.
Like you keep asking your mind for quiet… and it just keeps talking.

If you’re still here—floating with me through the static—thank you.
You’re not broken for thinking too much.
You’re just echoing in a world that rarely listens.
Welcome to Aimless Orbit. You’re not alone here.

If this made you feel anything, come back next week. I do this every Monday.

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