Talking to myself

Lately, i've been mumbling alot to myself.
While working, my thoughts flow through my brain and now it flows out of the mouth. Maybe my brain's desktop capacity is filled to the brim it is overflowing, and the most logical one will be by words through mouth. hopefully i didnt say anything that's detrimental to anything at all.

Was walking along Orchard road this afternoon while frantically shopping for an urgent piece of top for an upcoming wedding next week. I should be focused on walking and searching but while walking, in my brain's media player, i was replaying some random conversations. It's just like conversations through MSN (via brainwaves)and i realised my brain didn't mute it's speakers, i blurted out "WHAT? how can that be?". Harmless, but within split seconds i wonder if anyone realised i wasn't with anyone at that moment, and was without a bloo toot! So Paiseh that i want to hide.

So was telling a fren about this.
he was laughing. at my random brainwaves uncensored.
argh. oh well. how can that happen to me.
i'm pretty much sane ok.
probably i just need loads of rest.
cartons of it. tonnes of it. Infinity of it!

oh well.
i donno.
emotions went for a dip after hearing some stuffs.

maybe.
it is just work.
to them im just working and afraid of matters.
oh well, its just work.
so i come across to them as that.
if i was, i wouldn't be here.
it would be Mr unknown or Ms unknown or Mdm unknown or whatever unknown.

maybe.
i chose silence to alot of things lately.
i may appear to be some b**ch feeding off master's hands.
i may seem withdrawn.
what it seems to anyone else does not matter.
but why do i still sense the missing grip.
holding on to what.
i really donno.

maybe.
that's why i had been talking to myself much lately.