I’ve had some stupid ideas in my life, including some which I’m very proud of.
But my ‘most stupidest’ of thoughts are the ones which cycle through my head daily…like laundry…but if laundry was something that was supposed to take pristine clothes and roll them around in dirt. [In case none of you noticed, I just wrote a poem]
…for example, my idea of “perfection” involving me magically becoming a person who does not need to be perfect:
…or my obsession with happiness, living in the present, connection, and finding meaning being the biggest roadblocks to me actually achieving those things:
But maybe, after all these years, I’ve developed a soft spot for these ridiculous yet endearing things I do.
No. No, I haven’t.