"...I wouldn’t stay in that company if I were you"
‘‘If I were you?’’ I thought. Interesting choice of words.
Listening conversations of strangers. Is it still eaves dropping if you can hear?
At this point I really did feel like an extra in someone else's story. Memories of sonder, when observations was all I did. Now I am in my thoughts, sifting through the twigs and branches, the overgrown forest, hoping to reach the evergreen oasis, which often times doesn’t last for too long. That's the pessimist in me.
I guess the aim is not so much silence but to guide the chatter of the mind. Often times we think we’re thinking, we are actually listening. Imagine having coffee with yourself, how would you like you to speak to you? That is similar to how ones thinking should be.
Easier said than done.
Once a trigger occurs, a trance of thoughts begins. Some over thinkers can often blank out and comeback to realisation once the thought process is done or when they’ve registered what is happening in the immediate moment. Stay present. One could compare it to being woken up from a dream like state. Glitches in the mind, moving from past to future, future to past and sometimes major events and stories of what ifs and whys and narratives that are mere... fugazi.
In the minds eye there are infinite possibilities. Heaven or hell? You choose.
Even when writing, my stream of consciousness is often interrupted as you may have witnessed in previous chapters. Moments of clarity mixed with moments of repetitive overthinking produced Innerhthoughts. I'm sure a few of you can relate to this way of living. If you're an over-thinker like myself, start with...
What was I thinking about again?
They always add the music in post production. I wonder what they’ll choose?