I allow myself to think. About any and everything. Whatever
comes to mind. No holds barred. Merely taking my thoughts. Wherever they go. I assume.
That makes me thoughtful. Makes me feel in control. Because I can direct my
thoughts. In meaningful ways. I’m seldom scared by thoughts. Maybe it’s that I
have learned. To fall in love. With
thoughts. That’s my natural inclination.
To fall in love. With life. In a thoughtful manner. --Jim Broede
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