Currently, the thoughts are hurricanes that transverse past each other. One spiral involves jealousy over classmates and acquaintances passing government exams-fellows who have accomplished the grueling task of adding initials to Christian names. Another involves time management issues and celibacy and money matters and relationships-basically, a potpourri of matters that are relevant, but does not call for immediate attention. Still, another hurricane is hurricane of emptiness. Like a black hole that sucks feeling and numbs you, a deep well with a dessert as a bottom.
But nonetheless, these are thoughts-mundane white clouds that float above you, that tickle your fancy and make you write unintentional brain spills on a small mundane blog. But nonetheless, these are thoughts, and as long as you have them, that means your brain is probably still sane.