Racecar Driver

Sometimes the mind races around a track that never ends. Sometimes is the wrong description for it. A better word would be "nothing." Not, "Nothing the mind...", but "The mind races around a track..." That's the way that should be phrased. It never happens sometimes for me. It is always going on. Oh, and also it's not a track it's going around either. Because, it doesn't particularly ever go around in a circle. A circle would lead you believe that you return to the beginning eventually. So, here's the new revised sentence. "The mind races around and never ends." To be more precise it's my mind; My mind races around and never ends. My mind. My mind isn't even a mind at all either. It's a collection of thoughts that are clearly separate from the person that I am. I am a spectator and my mind is a racecar driver.

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