So I went through my mind trying to think of a place they might have gone.

My mind tried to keep up, to get the world into order.

During all this her mind tried to take over only once.

It makes your mind start to work and really try to pick up things.

His mind was trying to guess the answers to too many questions at once.

My mind was trying to protect me, but it kept coming back.

She could feel his mind trying to take over hers.

Or maybe it was my mind trying to get me to focus on another woman in a red dress.

Her mind was still trying to make the pieces fit.

He'd been running them through his mind for hours, trying to find some clue as to what he should do.