How do we know what’s truly in our minds?
There are innumerable flickers of thoughts through our skull mush,
Memories, intuitions, interpretations.
Even we, who supposedly own ourselves,
Cannot track, cannot contemplate every individual nerve ending and electronic pulse that shoots across our neurons.
It all moves a bit too fast for me.
Maybe one day, I’ll know myself well enough.
Maybe one day, I’ll know what I’m thinking.