Late Night Thoughts: Obsession

We are all obsessed with the idea of creating something new of ourselves. Never imagining that who we are now as we look into the reflective nature of our eyes might just be ok. 

We are all obsessed with the next best thing to hold on to. The next shiny thing that captures our attention till we tire and let go. 

We are all obsessed with what is different. Wishing to be different then scoring it when we detect someone or something that is too out of the box outside of ourselves. 

As human we obsess, over our worries, our fears, our troubles, and what makes us who we are. What would happen if we decided to let it all go? 

What would remain of ourselves if we decided that we were ok with just being and letting others simply be? Would we lose ourselves? Or would we gain something from it? Or would it not amount to a single thing? 

We are our obsessions, because what we think about with every breath we breathe changes how we act and how we see the light outside of us. How we chose to react to the dark. 

We are all obsessed… and I don’t know what to make of it. 

Late night thoughts. Thanks for reading! Let me know what you make of this. It’s not exactly poetry, but more of a string of thought. I am really interested to find out what kind of discussion this could create. 

-Till next time! 

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