My mind can stop. I can literally go blank. Is that a gift? Or is it a curse? I know I compartmentalize things. I wish I could let me thoughts wander like when I was a child. I wish my imagination could dream up the impossible like it once did. I would like my mind to completely renew itself. I want to see what my soul feels with my mind.
It's possible. I'm almost there...
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