Scrambled?

I just read this guys diary that was really very scrambled in a way, but it seemed to make sense to me. That’s strange enough, but do you ever get that?

Ok, let me try to clear up my rather foggy head. Whenever someone reads a “scrambled” entry, they become scrambled themselves in order to understand it. And I found myself leaving a very absent-minded and scrambled note. Not sure… It wasn’t one of my short, to the point, end with a rose notes. It took 4 notes, I think, to keep saying the same danged thing over and over. And now I’m sure I’ve lost all of you in this confusing entry.

But isn’t that a great description? Scrambled. I mean, it’s not a new and amazingly elaborate word that I don’t use on a regular basis, but it fits well.

No sense. I am making no sense. But the good news is it’s not really my fault… Jumbled. Another great word. It’s like your brain is a puzzle. And while sure, all the pieces are in there somewhere, they momentarily get thrown up in the air and just fall randomly all over your head. They’ll all come back together once I try to fit them, but I rather enjoy being a little psychotic every once in awhile. I think it’s good for the subconscious, because you’re suddenly conscious of the subconscious, kind of…

Never mind. I’ll just end right here before I begin to scare even myself…

@~>~>-dreamergrrl

P.S. Scrambled EGG. Not just scrambled. But I’m thinking it works as a single word as well… -<~<~@