directionless thinking
as of late, i find myself in constant amazement. this time of my own ignorance. i have always considered myself a “thinker.” i have, until recently, mistakenly held the belief that i was gifted with an ever-so-slightly above average intelligence [even if just marginally so] and, as such, i must be a “thinker.” i thought, because of this, that i had figured some things out. i am now, however, realizing that this is a thought that no one should EVER entertain. please tell me that you haven’t made the same mistake.
feel free to consider your self a “thinker” though, going that far is, probably, safe. if i may offer this though, learn from my mistakes and consider that “figured some things out” part taboo. unattainable. even undesirable. that part seems, from this neck of the woods, filled with red herrings and self-serving delusion. instead, what if we - all of us - lived in a life full of wonder and eagerness for the unexplained and unexpected. what if we - collectively - woke each day to the happy uncertainty. that’s what i’m striving for so feel free to join me, but no worries, i won’t mind if you surprise me in either direction.
