Time to Think.

I’m just another of the large population of employed individuals.
But I’m a professional. I get paid to think.
And when thinking isn’t required.
I get paid to warm this chair I sit in.

It is at these times, I consider the vast amount of words I speak.
And then the vast amount of words I ought to speak.
As well as the vast amount of words I ought NOT to speak.

At times, while sitting there, I consider outrageous things.
Like…
Writing a book.
Taking a day off.
Reading a book.
Not reading a book.
Standing up for a few minutes.
Quitting my job.

Although I’ve taken a few leaps of faith.
I have not gotten desperate enough to quit.
I guess getting paid to sit is better than not getting paid at all.

Sometimes I accomplish things.
It’s a pretty amazing thing.
Couldn’t tell you what it is though.

And at other times I just stare.
How can there be so much to think about?
And so much TIME to think about it?
And no thinking at all.

The less and less I am required to think.
The less and less I find I do it.

Of course when I am tired, and trying to sleep,
My mind refuses to be silent.

Perhaps, someday, I will be free of this life.
But then I’m not sure what I would do…
Perhaps I would accomplish something outrageous.
Although I couldn’t tell you what that could possibly be.
With all this time to think…
I haven’t gotten around to thinking about it yet.