dendritic arborization • I like that phrase

disordered thought processes

hidden in the seeming chaos is beautiful, elegant order—at least, I hope that's true.

I woke up at 3 am for no good reason and couldn’t get back to sleep.

Bizarrely, I had this song in my head.

Just a small town girl, livin’ in a lonely world She took the midnight train goin’ anywhere Just a city boy, born and raised in South Detroit He took the midnight train goin’ anywhere

A singer in a smokey room A smell of wine and cheap perfume For a smile they can share the night It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard Their shadows searching in the night Streetlights, people, living just to find emotion Hiding, somewhere in the night

Working hard to get my fill, Everybody wants a thrill Payin’ anything to roll the dice, Just one more time Some will win, some will lose Some were born to sing the blues Oh, the movie never ends It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard Their shadows searching in the night Streetlights, people, living just to find emotion Hiding, somewhere in the night

Dont stop believin’ Hold on to the feelin’ Streetlights, people…

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