Musing and Rumination

My recent Xtreme Treks into Obsessive Thought Territory illuminated a major coverup front. I lived under the impression I had achieved automatic thought release, only to discover a ruthless tyranny of obsessive thought loops disguised as silly pandering. For example, I learned my unwashed dishes triggered obsessive worry about attracting sugar ants, and I had to focus on constant redirect, which ate into my writing space. And, when I washed the dishes, I switched to anxious alert, with each scrub and scour reassuring me I was going to be OK. Walking across the floor, I obsessively search for dirt that needs cleaning…