"Hey Ren what're you thinking about this morning?"
Mind: *constant whirling torrent of 'god i need to shower so bad', noticing the cold, anxiety and worry, "cats are so good", constant Lady Maria of the Astral Clocktower thirst, "Do you think Vicar Amelia would like ear scritches and tummyrubs", <3 PURPLE SPARKLE TURTLE <3 , "wait where's the cats, god it's noisy downstairs"*
Me: "... oh. you know. memms."