Category : Diary/Journal

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Recently my mind has been wandering, often without my permission, occasionally without any warning.
It is totally disconcerting to suddenly realize that you are in one place and the part of you that is supposed to be in control is in a completely different place. I learned long ago that I cannot be trusted to maintain my personal well being when I don't have the presence of mind to focus on it.

Most of the time I allow my mind to do whatever it wants to with little interference
From me and, usually I come to find that it is acting in the  best interests of us both.
But,  occasionally, I will be left standing, knee-deep in smouldering debris, at the site of a complete dumpster fire of a decision, holding my head in my hands, questioning my entire relationship with my mind. why, I ask myself more often than I like to admit, why would I do this to myself?  it is evident that there are times when I am at odds with my mind, whether I am aware of it or not.