Have you ever thought about what a thought actually is?
That tiny little voice creeping in your head. Over analyzing things, throwing negative thoughts at you in abundance or maybe even lavishing you with optimistic thinking. Fantasizing about what could be and what can not.
That tiny voice that is yet so minute, but controls every little drop of blood rushing in your system. Every little movement you struggle to shake. That tiny thought dominates more than your heart ever can.
The thing about us, humans, is that we tend to over-analyze everything. We weigh things out a bit too much. We evaluate actions and words like there's no tomorrow. Why on earth is it that we think we've got all the time in the world? Why is it that we think our mere existence has to be over-exaggerated and blown way out of proportion? Why can't we just take things as we see them instead of letting those surreal little voices creep into our head?!
Maybe because we cannot just shove those voices aside and ask them to let us be. What's existence without a bunch of slurred thoughts haunting you? Isn't it anything but normal to avoid what we keep hearing? What seems to be a poignant call to what could & can not be.
Contemplating whether to trust a person or not can be well played when your head takes over. That individual thought may complicate decisions and whatnot. I'm not saying that we should by all means, NOT over-think things, but to take it easy and let things flow smoothly.
Go with the flow.
