Apparently I also write snatches of thought down when I can't sleep. I wouldn't call them incomplete, but definitely too personally linked by stream of conscious to be readily relateable. Some are half poetry. Here are some of my faves.
"Shadows of pens tell
quick tales which the
hands that hold them
could never write"
"Holding large bundles successfully, but dropping small items and having to awkwardly bend down is mankind's true burden."
"Viewing human legs as one would an antelope makes me wonder why we are so fat (as a species)"
"Someone placed two fingers
on my throat and pushed.
There it is again.
This is when believing in
Greek myths becomes appropriate,