Stream of consciousness writing made for great 20th century fiction,sex video japanese milk mother and now it's coming for 21st century Twitter.

Consider Mia Farrow's Twitter account, which has always been weird and wonderful and which recently took a turn for the absurd.

Look at how Farrow's most recent viral tweet moves from one thought to another, with seemingly no connection between the two.

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Farrow isn't wrong, per se. There are, technically, plenty of kind people in this universe. The first version of Myst is, in fact, wonderful. Both of these statements can be sorta true.

I'm just not sure why both thoughts had to go into one tweet.

Instead of deleting the tweet or commenting on its incongruity, Farrow dug into the moment.

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Apparently, the actress now divides her life between pre-Mystand post-Myst, which is fair. I now divide my life between "before I saw Mia Farrow's rando tweets" and "after I saw Mia Farrow's rando tweets."

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However, Farrow's tweets appears to be part of a pattern not limited to Myst. Here's how she recently responded to a Chrissy Teigen tweet about a recipe for baked green tomatoes.

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Again, Farrow's question isn't without merit. Farrow wants to know whether she meets the legal or cultural criteria to be called a widow.

It's a solid question. I'm just not entirely sure why she's asking Teigen, or why she chose to do so in a thread about tomatoes. I love tomatoes and I love Chrissy Teigen. I'm just not sure how that pairs with a question about death and marriage.

Maybe Farrow is just taking a modernist literary approach to her tweets. Think James Joyce and Ezra Pound, but in 280 characters or less.

Either way, these tweets are delightful, sequential thinking is boring, and realism is overrated. Never change, Mia Farrow.