When I was in college, I took up a higher psychology course for the mere purpose of filling in my required units for graduation. It was an innocent 3 hours a week that I did not expect to change the way I see the world.
When I first wrote this, it was because I couldn’t sleep.
When one can’t sleep, it’s usually because their mind is a river of thoughts – flowing, flowing, flowing ever so endlessly through the hours of the night.
When I first wrote this, my thoughts kept flowing back and forth to one word: