Silent Thinker
I’m not sure when I lost myself. I’ve looked in the closet, behind bookshelves, between forgot items abandoned in the attic but to no avail. Somewhere in this crazy rat race I stopped thinking for myself. I took everyone else’s opinions, meshed them together, and claimed them as my own. How then can I claim any of my thoughts or opinions as my own? I stopped today and thought to myself, “What do you really think about everything in this world? What is your true opinion? Unpersuaded by others; untainted by the world.” And the answer: silence. Absolute, complete, total silence.
It scared me.
