And then…

Imaginations are amazing things. Mine works day and night. Asleep I dream. Awake I day dream. My thoughts are filled with ideas and I cannot remember a time when they were not present.

It is wish fulfillment in action. Or, it can be nightmare fears trying to step beyond the veil of reality into the present. And sometimes it is just plain fun, but I’m not sure my body knows the difference even when my head does.

Let something happen, or not happen, that breaks a routine and my mind goes into action. By the time I know the truth, I have written and re-written ten different scenarios. I wonder where this ability came from? Surely there must have been a time in evolution when such a trait was useful in some way.

This is not worrying. I don’t find worrying useful at all. In fact, I know it is only my mind trying to trick my body into thinking it is working when it really is not. This is different. I’m not trying to figure out what happened. I am only making up stories about what could have happened.

When I say I am thinking about you, you might be amazed what I am thinking!