Christmas is coming, my brain is melting. With a mind in this state, how could my thoughts be anything but random?

It’s December, there are things happening, my brain is bouncing around like a super ball. These are random thoughts.

It’s the centennial random thoughts! Take a wild ride on the twisted paths that make up my stray thoughts.

It’s the “Holiday Season” and my brain is already spiraling into a stressed-out ball of goo. These are random thoughts.

It’s the day after the Turkey Feast, normal schedules are all messed up, and my brain is bouncing around like a super ball. These are random thoughts.