Thinking. About any and everything.

I like to collect my thoughts. Otherwise, thoughts tend to become elusive. Because there are so many of ‘em. I tend to lose thoughts. Hard to keep track of a huge volume of thoughts. Especially if I’m trying to juggle six thoughts at the same time. Best to focus on one. Then go on to the next thought. One nice thing about thoughts. One seems to lead to another and another and another. An endless chain of thoughts. Some days, my thoughts come in a natural progression. A natural flow. But other days, my thoughts may be jagged. But no matter, I like to think. Any which way. That’s another great pleasure of life. Thinking. Thinking. Thinking. About any and everything. –Jim Broede