No Charge

 

Keep in mind, you’re only seeing my world through the murky gray matter of my thoughts.  The further out towards the edges you get the more distorted things may appear.   

I see each thought as if it were an insect, snagged in an elaborate web.  It struggles and wiggles about in my brain until I grab it and flip it around trying to make sense out of it.  I try to look at each side of it, without causing any damage or letting it slip away.

There are a great many thoughts unworthy of examination.  They are simply tiny bits passing through that happen to catch my attention.  I try to not bother you with those.

Sometimes the analytical part of me spends too much time looking at all aspects of an idea.  When that happens, I become bored with it and up plucking it from the web and tossing it off into the temporal lobe.  I know I shouldn’t, but I use that as my trash can.

Before there were Blogs, I would get a penny for each thought.  Boy, those were the days.