Mea Culpa

I've never been a fan of knock-knock jokes. They are fairly stupid, somewhat passive aggressive and completely intentionally insulting. But that's just me, thinking about things that are too much of a detail to actually be meaningful.
That's, however, what most people around me do most of the time. I often find myself wanting to shout aloud the thoughts boiling in the right side of my hippocampus. As you might not know- that one is responsible for spacial navigation. So, as a result of my 100 degrees Celsius bouncing, unshared mental process, most of the time I can't really direct myself properly.
Did you know that every second of the time we so so wrongly dismantle as a straight progression a thought is born. Unlike human babies, thoughts don't grow up, grow old and die. They stay! I'll let you do the personal math but stop thinking for a second and imagine how many billion, gazillion thoughts swim in a mental ocean above the atmosphere. Or are the IN the atmosphere? Or maybe they're in in our own mental lake-like ocean ( it's a lake-like cause, well it's in our brain...somewhere, and an ocean, because there is no lake so big)...

I will stop writing about mental processing and data storage just about NOW! Honestly, I can go on talking about that forever and I don't really believe anyone ever listens.
Another thing - Have you ever thought, when in a obese traffic jam, that on the planet Earth alone, in other parts of it, there is someone stuck in their vehicle, thinking the same thing, at the same moment as you. Chances are there is more than one of those... The same goes for feeling lonely, feeling down, hungry, angry or absurdly passionate. We humans tend to believe no one else feels the same, but truth is emotions are universal( I am not renouncing the presence of a private emotional prism) and time is an illusion.
So these days I tend to believe when I walk home alone that someone else is walking home alone, as well.I worry about him, rather than myself. And it is because I hope that one realises loneliness is a state of mind, shared by another...