Today I thought of aliens, and how we manage to stereotype what is fundamentally as the unknown. Which then made me think of colours and a heightened sense of touch. Which then led to me thinking about smell. I have this theory about smells which I voiced during this imaginary encounter. The next thing I new I was thinking about eyes and our sense of vision. 

I then realised why I was better at writing in French than in English. 

It's because when writing in English, my mind thinks much faster than my hand can cope. And I end up making no sense at all. But while writing in French the speed of my hand matches that of my mind. So it's works well and makes me happy. 

It made me wonder why the same logic doesn't apply to me writing in Marathi or Hindi. Then I realised that it's because then my hand works too slow seeing as I'm more accustomed to writing in the roman script than in the devanagri script. 

It made me remember why I generally speak out what I think rather than write it. Then I remembered I have a  blog where I can type utter bullshit 8|