The World of Siân

Well today is a particularly blank day for me, all I seem to have going round my head is random snippets of songs which don’t equate into anything. Also I am trying my hardest not to give in to the temptation to sod who ever is in the room with me and have a kip. I do this from time to time. Sink low in my swivel chair and rest my head, close my eyes and have a lovely cat nap. Of course being careful not to nod off completely so that I can hear when one of the doors go and I can jump to alert (and I am doing work) status. Normally when I feel this tired I nip to the loo to wake myself up. However, there are three problems with this, someone might think that I have a bladder problem; another would be to think I have some sort of infection like cystitis or something. The last and by no means least, I might bump into the suspect lesbian. Not that I am in the least bit homophobic, but I can’t figure this girl out. She always talks to me as if she is chatting me up and I start to feel reall

I sit here continuing my days work and I realise suddenly that I have conversations with myself in my head; of course this must be completely normal. Everybody has conversations with themselves in their heads, its called thinking. Duh! At what point then does the mouth become engaged and then involved in this conversation? Is that when we turn mad? I think at times I have reached this point and have often had a conversation to myself and answered my own questions. Oh how I can talk, I can go on for a good while before I realise I am the only one in the room. I don’t even have the excuse of pets or even living on my own. Singing to yourself is considered normal and a sign that you are happy, so why not talking to yourself? Is it because it can turn into a debate or even an argument with you? Or is it that people just don’t want to hear what you have to say let alone to yourself? I think this is something which credits thinking about. Everyone should test it out. First walk down the stre