i’m a smart girl.
are you doing the math? i have. and it ain’t pretty.
bliss often evades me.
it’s okay though. (read: i need to stop being so damn analytical about: every. damn thing.) and by ‘every. damn. thing.’ i mostly mean: boys. and sometimes: my friends. mostly boys though. and mostly just ‘boy.’ whoever he turns out to be…at that point in my life.
another day of being wrapped up in my thoughts. i can’t even begin to tell you how many times recently i’ve had to actively stop my train of thought and redirect my focus. it’s the oddest thing. my hypothetical scenarios and overactive imagination are hindering normal brain activity.
but if you know me at all, you’d know: i prefer strange to normal any day.
and besides “Love takes up where knowledge leaves off” (~ Saint Thomas Aquinas) so based on that…i guess, sometimes…it’s okay to stop thinking?
