A restless mind is both a curse and a blessing. It doesn't want to sit in front of the TV with a bag of potato chips. It doesn't like to sit for very long in one place. It walks out the door with no idea of where it's going. It sees walls as infuriating, purposefully banging its head against them. It finds itself buck naked in the middle of traffic. There's never a box for it to think outside of. It can drive you to the edge.
But it also takes you to strange and curious places. It's often the first one there. It makes life unpredictably delicious. It makes you multiple and simultaneous at the same time. It teases you with omnipotence and humility.
It's a blessing and a curse.
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