What fits a mind at ease?
That never thinks aloud
With steady tranquil peace
from complicated thought?
I don't.
Never is my mind at ease
I think too loud,
too much, too fast
Racing riddles never cease
They soon explode,
and grow too vast.
That never thinks aloud
With steady tranquil peace
from complicated thought?
I don't.
Never is my mind at ease
I think too loud,
too much, too fast
Racing riddles never cease
They soon explode,
and grow too vast.
Today a doctor asked me whether I had managed to go through life without psychiatric aid so far. I responded with "yes".
I am beginning to suspect I should have said "no". Should I have hired a psychiatrist a few years back? Sometimes I think I would've been better off that way.
Would I have been?
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