I am changing. Every second a new thought to cling to, all dictating how to feel and perceive. So many thoughts.
I was successful and I don’t know how I was able to let them go one after the other. It was like changing cloths.
I can only vaguely remember one thought. It was a white male in his 30’s. Short, curly hair. He reminded me of the fat pledge from Animal House. He was wearing a white arctic outfit. I did not feel threatened by him. Although maybe I felt as though he was a loser. The type I’ve often needed to feel better about myself.
7/25/17, Time of day unrecorded, 8 minute duration
Chunky thoughts welled up. Or should I say a very big, chunky thought. Or a chunky chunk of thoughts. It was good and made me happy. And somewhat at peace. I’ve been having a lot of negative thoughts about my future these last few weeks, very gloomy. “Create your future,” the closest interpretation of the meditation’s message.