Hate to be god

I have come to the conclusion all writers are insane. Anyone who has the brain power to create an imaginary person that becomes so real that many people can relate to is impressive. But to be able to not only guide this imaginary person on his journey. But to create the journey as well. Endless opportunities. That requires a special kind of thinking. No wonder I cant be inside my head for too long. Theres a galaxy in there. I get lost. So many things I can create. So many stories i never wrote and never will write. And Unable to even get to them all if i started writing now to the day I die. To be a thinker takes a toll on you. I am a god of a universe of stories, songs and things I create in my head. I do this on top of managing my emotions day to day and focusing on reality. No wonder I am fucking bat shit crazy. No wonder I cant stop talking and moving. I got so many things happening in my head at all times of the day its hard to focus in on. And being alone with a rush of thoughts. Energy and stories is debilitating. There is no managing a universe inside a mind that suddenly decides it wants to break out and spill out of my hands onto paper all at once. How does one control this? I feel as if I am going insane with all these options in my head. I cant even sleep. This shit just wont stop trying to come out of my mind. Its chaos in here. I got a universe at war with itself witch is my mind. I would hate to be god. Having that much creative power at any given time. I wouldnt even know where to start..

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