Nope, Not Going to Think About It

I do not have to figure everything out. Why did I think I needed to? I think I will take a spin around on Autopilot for a while. I don’t think anyone will be hurt in the process. I simply do not need to lead every charge, do I? Do I?

     What if I don’t and no charge is led? Damn. That was a short-ass trip on Autopilot. What did it last for, 1 second at most?

That is sad, sad, sad. Yes, my friends, welcome to The Anxiety Brain. There is no autopilot. There is no co-pilot. And with me as pilot and no sense of direction, Houston, we have a problem.

     Do you sense I’m a little lost? What if I am simply meandering, sauntering…no, I am lost. Not in all of life, so that’s good. Just in part of it. Is that alright? Is it okay to just stay “lost?” Maybe it is. Yeah, I’m going with that. It’s okay to be and to stay lost.

     No, The Anxiety Brain won’t let me. It beats on me to look for symbols, signs, messages, paths, some way out!! Damnit, Man, I’m only human!

      I am a human, who is partially lost in life. Have you ever felt this way? Do tell. Give me details. Make me forget about my own life, by immersing myself in yours. I do so love a good story. Let’s see…what if everyone here responded, starting with ,“I am a human who is…” Ready, set, go!

     Thank you for reading. And thank you in advance for responding/commenting.