Thinking it Up

Stop thinking of it.

Now walking into a new stage of life. Old familiars fading. Untrodden paths appearing. I think it scary. I think it and I at odds. Then I think I think it up. I stop thinking of it. It passes through. And I just keep walking.

What imagined it occupies your thoughts?
What if you stop thinking of it and let it pass through?


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