Sometimes I feel this way, where half of my mind is ticking, and the rest is sleeping. But overall, I think I look like a stupid genius meme.
Half empty, half full, with seeds of ideas ready to burst and grow. But all lemon, because I don't really know if those ideas are beneficial to grow.
Half spent, half saved, from overthinking about silly things in general. It's still functioning but it is for nought...
