Things arent just so bad...
This is a story of somebody. When somethings happen, he always think of whats the worst that could happen, and get stuck in that mentality for quite some time. Regardless of what he did, he'll just keep thinking and thinking and thinking on the situation and the limitless possibility of bad outcomes. The only way to prevent himself from being in that state of mind, is to indulge in something that will free him from that woeful delusion. Games, movies, even things that he has done before countless times. Then he'll start portraying himself into one of the characters that he has seen and thus begun his fantasy of bringing that character to life, in his imagination. In time, laziness overwhelms and he's being brought back into reality. Whenever he has nothing to do, for instance lying on the bed without the slightest chance of feeling sleepy, his brain will begin generating these thoughts again. Unless he has some other stuff to think of, it will continue corrupting his mind. That's why he hates feeling bored, having nothing to do, because that's when his mind starts to work, in an erroneous way.
Somehow what I've said contradicted with the title of this post, but I'm not done yet. However just when things are heading the way his mind depicts, the scenario revolves, and things get better. A sigh of relief flows through his breath. That's another one of his problems. Whenever there's a situation, however the outcome he imagines, it will always be otherwise. Good will become bad, vice versa. That is why he always forces himself not to think. Superstitious? Maybe. Pure coincidence? Shrug.
The only conclusion? He thinks too much. That's why he never likes keeping things to himself. That's why he likes talking and hates awkward silence. He just isn't that type of person that holds everything inside of him. His mind is too fragile to handle that complication of thoughts. But that's just him.
Somehow what I've said contradicted with the title of this post, but I'm not done yet. However just when things are heading the way his mind depicts, the scenario revolves, and things get better. A sigh of relief flows through his breath. That's another one of his problems. Whenever there's a situation, however the outcome he imagines, it will always be otherwise. Good will become bad, vice versa. That is why he always forces himself not to think. Superstitious? Maybe. Pure coincidence? Shrug.
The only conclusion? He thinks too much. That's why he never likes keeping things to himself. That's why he likes talking and hates awkward silence. He just isn't that type of person that holds everything inside of him. His mind is too fragile to handle that complication of thoughts. But that's just him.
posted by ReMy_D at 3:51 PM
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