Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own.

Once upon a time, I tried to control my thoughts. I believed if I thought positively enough that I could change my fate. Long story short – it didn’t work.

But what I find funny is how those thoughts were not mine, really.
I was changing the thoughts I HAD to try and fit into some life changing thought pattern. I was denying my own actual thoughts for the thoughts of an idea. Which, I now recognize, are not nearly as interesting as the complicated ones I was having.
The control I was attempting to wield was powerless against the actual complex, fascinating thoughts that were mine and mine alone.
And so in the end, I surrendered to my own thoughts, allowing them to be truly mine. And I think that made me a better writer.


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