Memory Lane and Pizza Slices

I find myself walking down roads that do not help me. These lanes are not carved into concrete, but indelibly etched within my mind.

How dramatic is that? How drawl.

Sometimes such theatrics make my own stomach turn. Unfortunately, I find a lot of the drama comes from myself. Allow me to start over, and just get to the point:

I spend a lot of time in my own head. Even when I am around people, enjoying the sunshine, or just watching a movie with friends my mind just keeps going. Thinking can really suck sometimes, though it comes with certain benefits. I often realize that I am pondering questions others live their lives without - concepts that some people might consider irrelevant or un-helpful (making up words now). With all this thinking, I find myself dwelling on some topics to the point where their repetition is almost nightmare'ish nightmare'ish nightmare'ish nightmare'ish nightmare'ish nightmare'ish nightmare'ish nightmare'ish nightmare'ish.

Often I will realize, 'this train of thought is actually not helpful to me right now.' But that does not make the thought stop. I am a thinker, it is an ability that comes with an equal antithesis - an antagonist and protagonist of sorts. The battle rages within my mind, and lays waste to my emotions and ability to process reality well.

It is quite exhausting.

I have heard that we are supposed to capture every thought. How does that work exactly? It seems the capturing of these thoughts could equal a great freedom for me. If ever that day comes, suddenly I might no longer be a slave to those thoughts and yearnings that are not appropriate, or helpful. I do hope that day would come soon.

Hmmmm. Not exactly the most positive blog? That is alright. Sometimes life is just like that. The depth of human experience creates a dynamic and contrast that can emphasizes the good moments - I call this the 'Pizza Theory' Allow me to explain:

I enjoy Pepperoni pizza. It is my favorite. It is my pizza of choice but I am mindful of its helper - Hawaiian. If I am enjoying some Pepperoni, eventually the flavor becomes lacking. In that moment I turn to Hawaiian for help. One slice of Ham and Pineapple deliciousness and Pepperoni is ready to taste fantastic again!
I will conclude with one last thought:
Life is like a box of pizza. Choose Pepperoni, but remember to through in some other flavors.

~David