I understand. Sometimes there's what I call a "traffic jam" of thoughts crammed inside your head, and you want to get them all out -- and into a story or poem, maybe. :)
Have you read my short story about Macaulay Culkin and Michael Jackson? It's called "Best Friends Forever", and it's really great. Those two were such good friends as Macaulay (or "Mac", as Michael liked to call him) grew up, and they stayed best friends until Michael's death.
I'm sure Macaulay, like Michael's fans, misses Michael a whole lot. And, of course, Michael was also a father figure to Macaulay because Macaulay's own father wasn't very nice to his son and milked him like a cash cow.
Pretty good. I'm usually staying inside the house where it's nice and warm, as it's December, and the weather's turning cold. I've also been listening to some really good music as well. :)