I can't sleep. Too many thoughts running through my useless head.
As I lay on my back in bed staring up at the blank, white ceiling the stillness seemed to grow bigger and bigger until I felt my eardrums would burst with it.
My attention span is all over the place, and I overthink things. I'm an insomniac.
I was frequently told at drama school that I was thinking too much.
I have a rat inside my skull that runs on a treadmill - pitta-patta pitta-patta pitta-patta. I enjoy the company of other people who experience that pitta-patta in their skulls.
I suffer from anxiety, moments of depression. I'm in my head so much, and I'm thinking so much, I'm playing a tug-of-war within my mind.
What are you thinking? Nothing. I mean...a lot of things. Kind of all at once.
And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.
My mind is always going.
I'm an insomniac, my mind works the night shift.
I've got all this stuff in my head at the same time as I'm doing stuff and I don't know how to stop or slow down.
...when you resist what happens, your mind begins to race; the same thoughts that impinge upon you are actually created by you.
My mind is always racing with ideas or things I should be doing.
My mind runs I can never catch it even if I got a head start.
I don't really sleep until gone midnight anyway. It takes me a while to calm down before my mind allows me to switch off.
My mind is never stopping. I think, if you stop, you die. Maybe it is a problem for me - I have to talk to myself and say, 'Please stop. Switch off.'
If your mind is anything like mine, it can stumble through a half-dozen different thoughts in a heartbeat.
It is amazing how many thoughts can race through your head in a minute.
Girls are always running through my mind. They don't dare walk.
lying awake beside you, these thoughts run through my head.
Later in the evening when you lie awake in bed with the echoes from the amplifiers ringing in your head.
I have trouble falling asleep. I have trouble shutting my mind off.
My thoughts are ridiculously loud and fast.
When I want to go to sleep, I must first get a whole menagerie of voices to shut up. You wouldn't believe what a racket they make in my room.
