My Spaghetti Mind

As I smell the spaghetti sauce and turn the heat up a little higher, my spaghetti mind is quite confused quite like a quagmire, with the spaghetti nerves all in a jumbled mess and criss-crossing one another, my thoughts are all a traffic jam instead of a smooth pattern, I'm having one of those days with lots of issues which are quite frustrating, I guess you could say my spaghetti mind is disorientated and quite discombobulated!