More Than The Average Person

I said it got my thinking.  About getting ready to just take what I need and start going.  Going where, I don’t exactly know.  What it is that I need, that could be up for interpretation.  It seems to me that in this life, we are always moving.  Packing up and leaving behind.  Unpacking and restarting.  But I often get the urge to just let go of everything and stand still in the middle of nothing, just to lose myself in one, glorious, timeless moment of deliciousness nothingness.  Forget about the things that are unfinished, not started.  I wish life wasn’t always about beginning or ending.  Our minds are constantly wandering.  We are supposed to let them wander to those mental lists of things to do.  Let our minds act as mental alarm clocks and sticky notes of things to do, things to fix, things to start.  But me, I let mine wander beyond all that.  I let mine wander into the dangerous corner of daydreams.  I think it’s funny how one time I was filling out an online interview and the store wanted to know how often I daydreamed.  Excited I pressed the ‘more than the average person’ button, not realizing that in this society, that’s a bad thing.  I’ve always felt proud of how far my mind can go, the wonderfully, impossible things it can come up with.  Stories upon stories written inside of me.  I like to lose myself there.  Because there, to everyone else, it is nowhere.  And if nowhere is where I have to go to escape this life of beginnings and ends, then that’s where you’ll find me.