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If someone were too ask me what I was thinking at a given moment in my day they would get an array of answers. But in this particular moment there is nothing specific. Or maybe there is and I can't quite point it out, or don't want to bring it to the light for no reason. "Just a man and his thoughts". Even when surrounded by others it's usually just me and my thoughts. During idle moments, awkward pauses in a conversation, or throughout a long and boring lecture in some class. If someone were to just ask... They'd see what was brewing in my head. All the thoughts, worries, plans, desires, and other things. They could just be random stray thoughts or something I've been deeply contemplating. I'm thinking and writing at the same time right now. When instead I could be talking to someone about all this. That would be better if what I was thinking needed to be talked about instead of just written for the random wanderer to read on my facebook notes or my profile on hubpages. Sometimes what I have to say is easier written than spoken. But that doesn't necessarily mean I don't want to talk about it. I just don't bring it up or avoid it. Or perhaps you don't bother to just simply ask... So go ahead ask me.