So many happenings… So many feelings… So many thoughts. Everything can become an idea. Any idea can easily shape into a topic…

I sometimes wonder why are we such wired… Why can’t we get rid of all our thoughts and be allowed to have a minute, an hour of blankness? A time of definite peace.

When that friend called a pillow meets the eye, why do all thoughts gather up and roll down into the greatest avalanche ever? It’s like a riot in one’s head… Tiring… Obsessive… Fighting for first place. Though there’s no award in this game. I wish I could kick them all off and replace with nothingness. I wish they would all win a long-term vacation free ticket. And let me accept one at a time. If I let them all take control of me, I’m lost. I could even close my eyes and wait for that moment… While jumping into a whirlwind… Maybe this will swipe them all away.

Anyhow, under no circumstances, can I accept anyone being in charge of my brain, but myself. I can’t let you thoughts put those worry-worth bracelets around my wrists. I hate being taken into a dark cold place, away from my passions and the ones I love. You’re a burden I don’t want to carry on my shoulders.

There are so many techniques to escape from you. I hope one day I will master at least one. As I’m breaking free and never look back. I’ll have my pick. All others can go hunt for someone else. I will be busy with cherishing my peace!



Author: Andrada Anitei

Writer & Editor @ | Storyteller | Interviewer | Published author x 2 | #FlavoredWriting | Podcast host & producer |

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