Maybe it's impossible. To not think.

I spend most days. Thinking. About things. I sit up many nights, too. Till the wee hours of morning. Thinking. About all sorts of stuff. Makes me wonder. If I was born to think. Really, I know of no better pastime. Than to think. About life and love and liberty.  And thousands of other matters.  Seems to me that I can’t stop thinking. Even if I chose, too. I’m thinking about experimenting. To see if I can  stop thinking. Maybe it’s impossible for me. To not think. --Jim Broede