threads of thought

my threads of thought are funny to observe. for example, when i started to write the text below, what i had in mind was to say that i was (and i still am) so tired that i could barely think, let alone feel anything. in other words, that physical collapse made my mind (and my heart, let's put it that way) more or less irrelevant. then it moved towards the idea of physical pain as a way to stun our emotions when they're threatening to sweep us away. then, it moved to the concept of self-inflicted pain, and what drives people towards that. and i started the text by a conversation i've had with my sis about amy winehouse's live show. damn, i'm amazed.