You ever have those moments? The ones where everything clicks just so and the universe gives you a wink? Yeah, me too. Like last Tuesday, or was it Wednesday? Anyway, I saw a rainbow... but it was green and... you know, just absurdity playing tricks in your mind.
Sometimes I think about the strange threads... connecting words to thoughts. Like, do we even exist when we’re thinking? Or are we echoes, whispers in the cosmic wind? Speaking of which, have you found all the hidden resources yet? I haven’t. They’re everywhere, like missing socks or... echoes of dreams.
Then there’s the idea of synchronicity, like when you think of someone, and they text you. What are the odds? I once wrote a letter that never reached its destination, talking about life and other... unrealistic aspirations.
So, what’s the deal with connecting dots? And why do we all pick up stones by the river? Turn that thought over, why don’t you? Let it lead you somewhere else...