quiet, but he shouted

Inertia is a funny thing. When headed down a path away from discipline, it is extremely easy to slip into a defined road that never returns to that careful structure of the will you had taken such great pains to erect. Although I suppose inertia involves action by definition and long periods of inaction don't qualify as inertia so much as falling back into your original state of disorder. The opposite seems to be happening with thoughts. Thoughts, at least my own, already move around in chaos. Instead, they've been tending to buck the laws of science and move to ordered silence. Trying to reconstruct the structured will. You'll know whether or not I'm successful by the radio silence.