There was this one thought that persisted. No. Actually, it was a variety of thoughts that left her restless. She couldn’t stop thinking irrespective of her rule, her motto – not to over-think things, not to blow them out of proportion. But this time she couldn’t help it. It was a disease – unhealthy – healing at a glacial pace.
Nevertheless whenever she tried to recollect her thoughts as one logical string of ideas, nothing surfaced. Everything was lost. Everything went blank, became insignificant. She thought, she lamented and she tried to recollect but failed.
After all, she never could take decisions on her own, even if they concerned only herself.