Streams of Thought

Sometimes I like to sit and think. Not about anything in particular, just think. I like to let thoughts drift through my head as if they were caught in the current of a creek. Swirling in eddys, rippling over the rocks, gliding to the other side of my mind, and out into the abyss.

Sometimes I wonder what might have been. You know, like if I'd turned left that day, instead of right. If I'd gone to this resteraunt instead of that one. How much would my life be different right now. Would I be the same person I am now? Is Tall Molly Man the person I was destined to be all along?

I can't imagine life without my family, but what if I had never met my wife like I did? Would we have met anyway, and still got together?

I think about my childhood alot too, and what the future may bring.

Sometimes I'm very frightened of both my past, and my children's future.

...................I need to quit thinking so much.