Thoughts

Floating. I'm floating. Floating on an ocean of all that is happening. Floating on life. Every level of it. Floating on my emotions, my academics, my relationships, my health, Just simply floating.

No interaction. No action.

Just floating.

I love life. I love the experiences you can have. The sweet smell and feel of fresh air after being stuck inside. The feeling of the warm rays of sunshine after a season of clouds. A beautifully blue cloudless sky (or with a few white fluffy ones). A good laugh with those closest to your heart. Reading a good book, escaping to the land of the impossible. Listening to music that moves your body and soul, tells a story in a way like no other. I love life.

I'm drifting, near and far. Between here and there. Now and the future. My mind is wondering between all the possibilities.

I'm stuck. Stuck in the prison I've built around myself. Stuck in my limitations that only exist in my mind. I'm stuck. Stuck on the what if's. Missing out on reality and all the possibilities. I'm stuck. Stuck in the realm of fear, worry, and doubt. Doubt of people’s perceptions of me. Doubt in my own abilities. Doubt in God's plans for me.

I'm flying. Flying above all the possibilities. Flying above my endless thoughts. Endless dreams. Flying above all that could be. Free from it all.

 

Free.

I am complex. I am all the feeling yet none of them. I am here and yet I'm there. I am complex.

I have all these thoughts and ideas running. Running around my mind. Never fully formulating. Never quite catch-able.

An ending. I would write one but you can't write an ending to the endless wanderings of the mind. There is no ending. They continue. The collection of thoughts grow and expand like a living library.

It's okay to not know, to not understand what you are thinking. What matters is how you choose to behave. Do you continue to be consistent according to with who you are? Or do you seclude yourself in your thoughts?