This is the spot of the mind that quickly grew impatient but learned the importance of its virtue along the way. The spot of the mind that endlessy wandered, in search of fulfillment but found nothing in the end. This spot of the brain found its own fulfillment and inside that void, filled it with musings of a better life. Of make believe importance and hope to be important, even if it won't admit it. This part of the mind never stops, word after word. In an endless cycle, forever in motion, forever in the past.