Mental spew
“What is the meaning of life?” the interviewer asked matter-of-factly.
Caught off guard, his mind raced. Rapidly burning through myriad possibilities, he grasped for something insightful to say. Almost immediately he became acutely aware of each passing moment. He sat in silence for some time, mining his consciousness while the deafening silence grew heavier and heavier. No longer able to bear it, he spewed out a half-constructed thought, “Well you see, …”