I think far too much. In a bad, unproductive way.
Analytical, critical, hypothetical, wistful, regretful...all in ways that complicate or confuse whatever actually exists in the present. This is something that I've picked up from my recent yoga practice. I only started about 2.5 months ago, but I really enjoy it so far. It's the one activity in which I cannot be competitive with myself or anyone else; I can only do what feels right in the moment. If I don't, well, I'll hurt myself.
One thing I'd like to try to counteract the pessimism, fear, and critical eye that I attach to so many of my experiences, thoughts, and feelings, is to enjoy some of the beautiful or the moving things that I find. In this context, it will be internet content, I guess.
So, here's an attempt:
LIGHT.
Light in movement.
Light at dawn when we wake up in the morning.
Light in sound.
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