My thoughts became very loud recently. They make so much noise during the night, I have trouble sleeping. The other night they were going on and on about weight. And scales. And numbers. I didn’t like my thoughts being so loud, but I had no choice, I had to listen.
Sweet. Cakes. Fat. Bones. Crying. Pies. Sad. Crisps. Smiling. Food. Fat-free. Salad. Big. Plates. Plain. Carbs.
I could hear this chaos in my head and I didn’t understand what was the point. And then a tiny thought in my head spoke to the others.
- I don’t want to be thin. I don’t want to be light. I actually want to weight a minus. So next time I’m standing on these scales, I want to see numbers in negative! -3, -5, -100! Whatever the number, I want to be below zero!
The other thoughts in my head were stunned. How come such a little funny thought came up with a genius idea? But they couldn’t be more happier.
All I could hear then was a loud applause and loud happy cheering.
I think my thoughts are loosing weight. Does that mean I’m getting dumber?