I’ve been having lots of thoughts. Too many for me, I’d say. It’s been hard to track just one down to sit on it. And today I don’t feel particularly brave nor strong enough to go chasing them down. So I’d like to just sit, and not think, and enjoy someone else talking. It sounds very nice.
There comes a fear that these too many thoughts are hiding a good one that will get lost and never come back. I fear I’m wasting my time by not thinking. But what good does thinking really get you anyway? I am not sure. I’m pretty sure most of my best thoughts don’t come from thinking. I find them in my heart.
But I find a lot of pleasure in thinking, usually. Even if the thoughts don’t end up anywhere. Just not tonight. And probably not tomorrow either. Will that be okay?