Knowing too much is choking me, knowing too little isn’t good enough. Knowing nothing seems like a plan.
I want to be able to think without worrying about the repercussions. I want to stop expecting things to happen to me. They never happen when you expect them anyway.
I want to go back to that same peaceful oblivion I was in at 2. When things - big or small - didn’t matter. When I had not so much to think about.
I want to be able to paint my thoughts white.
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