...which isn't much, just this pen and a few sheets of paper.

Something gnaws at the back of my conscience like an irritating thought on repeat, but I refuse to listen. I have come to claim my territory. It is vast. Too vast for my liking. But I will explore as I go, mapping out my subconscious like an impossibly endless sea, mocking my compulsion to categorize and label everything I see. 

It overwhelms me, this desire to understand the impressions that are burned into my mind's eye. So I set myself adrift into the abyss...

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