Random Rant

i hate it when i get into this zone. this state of literally not being able to focus on anything, right in the middle of a cynical smile with a finger rubbing against the side of my forehead. i barely feel the breeze but i get chills from a breath of air. i close my eyes occasionally, albeit for a few seconds, and reassure myself. it calms me down for a while, but the peace usually doesn't last very long. the flashes still come in massive tidal waves of emotional distraught. i start to over-think certain things. i end up over-analyzing everything. damn, those burnt bridges taught me a lot. but have i learned from them?