Lost in Thought
Thoughts are a great temptation. The indulgence is effortless and instant. One just slips into a thought, as if it were a banana peel and then endlessly slides or perhaps glides? Truly, thoughts are a result of the past. Even ones ponderings on the future, are driven by ones past experiences, follies, tragedies, dreams and desires. And by this age, you tend to acquire a hull full of past, a train full of past, metric tons of past, and all of it demands to used, as if it were cotton! Be woven into threads of thought in unimaginable sequences, dipped and dyed in countless emotions to create soft & indulgent experiences. And such is the experience of simply being lost in thought.
To be lost in thought, is to be completely free of the world's demands. This is different from say thinking, which is intentional. This is also not the same as being thoughtful, which is akin to being intentionally considerate. Their is nothing contrived or intentional or planned, in being lost. It happens! One slips into it, falls into it, drops into it, just happens to come by it.
But I may be guilty of marketing this experience. Such slips can sometimes be dangerous and they are only as good as the sum of our past experiences. Un intentionally, of course, certain doors in dingy corners are unlocked and their contents reveal parts of our lives we would rather not visit again and then we fall into misery and sadness. Other times, thoughts gather a momentum of their own, like moving trains and they gain control, unceasing and unrelenting in their indulgence, which by now becomes an addiction. Anger and self-pity fuel such episodes very reliably.
So, what about it? Its fine to indulge guilty pleasures on the occasion. And as with most such pleasures, its best to share them with a friend or a partner. Which is of course a fine privilege.
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