If you know me, just about even a little bit, you'd know that I think wayyyyy too much, and cause myself grey hair and wrinkles.
My mind tends to have a mind of its own.
what if that straight line had an accident and became a curved line instead,
what if the straight line breaks in two and then is not happy with the length it is.
what if the two pieces aren't the same length then would one be jealous of the other? or would the smaller piece feel bad and go into depression?
would the straight line manage to find another perfectly straight line or would all other straight lines be just a little bit curved for him?
So you see how my mind tends to take on a tangent of its own. Its like it does just how it pleases. I go 'so mind i have been thinking lets not sit around all day and do nothing' and my mind responds something to this effect " sonali, bro have you thought about how short you are? ever? i mean like have you seen how that girl was so tall and thin! oh-my-god".
how my mind can be so dramatic sometimes :/
And then people blame me for over thinking. Its all this mind's fault really, if you look at it from my point of view. This, this particular angle that i look at it from, you'll see then how I get cornered into thinking such thought.
You now get it don't you? Its like my mind just defy's anything i say :/ its one unruly thing who should be spanked and asked to go sit in a corner till he can actually process what i am trying to tell him.
As Mark Twain said: “I’ve been through some terrible things in my life, some of which actually happened.”
# This is so my life story.
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