When I just start a sentence and it makes at least some sort of sense it’s like rolling a ball down a hill where I really only need that first push and then the momentum takes over where I’m not even thinking of the real world anymore and I’ve lifted off into this elevated plane where the words all still exist but they don’t have to be used like usual anymore.

They’re free to relate to one another like they’re all meeting for the first time and being polite and not trying to make assumptions where each of them belongs so you end up with run-on sentences and too many conjunctions and in a sense you’ve wasted all your time up there on the elevated plane but in another sense it’s the only time worth spending, where you’re saying everything for the first time and actually experiencing whatever it is before you say it instead of the other way around.