Monday, August 4, 2014

Thoughts about thoughts





I want so badly to find that person who can think at the same speed as me, stay on the same thoughts path as me, as random as it might be. Not to be told im so crazy or woah where did that come from. Someone like Emma was back in the day who knew where I was coming from how I got to a certain point and found the same random shit funny. Its not random babble its philisophical thinking its expanding its not being afraid of being wrong but challenging myself to get it right whether I come about it by the same conventional methods as others or if its by messing up rambling on and maybe sounding like im lost, all the while stumbling to an answer. An answer that suits me, that expresses my thought, my opinion, my feeling.
I miss not caring how much time ISpent on thinking but thinking because I loved the feeling.of challenging myself, of getting that exhilarating feeling of finally expressing what it is I was thinking whether it be to anyone or just the tree I was sitting under. I didnt care I found the satifaction in just having the thought and making it conrete.
I hated sometimes that when I finally went to write it down I'd lose it again, sometimes my grasp was only   fleeting, and maybe that was only because the thought only had that long to be and by the time I got the paper and pen I wanted to expand it again, think deeper about it or further about it.