Confusing thoughts

It might sound strange, and it feels even more so; to have no idea what it is you are thinking.

I suppose it is the opposite to racing thoughts, like a numbness. 
I know how I feel: sad, miserable, down...but I have no idea why.

There was no trigger, nothing to set me off. 
I am not dwelling on anything inparticular.

Time so snap out of it I think, or at least I will try.
I need to practice what I preach.