Take a skinny dip into the warm psyche. Have a dialog with the strung-out ego. Categorize a few mental meanderings. Enjoy some rhymes if you've got the time. Feel free to leave some confessions of your own.
Last night I dreamt that a black feather landed on my hand.
In the dream I was reclined somewhere outside, head back, eyes closed,
when the feather landed on my left hand it startled me; my eyes opened in the dream....
And then I woke up.