Deep

I used to be deep... deep as in analytical and philosophical in many ways. I used to spend hours just thinking, and analysing. It just occured to me that its been a while since I thought "deeply" and analysed. I suppose at one point in time I thought I analysed too much. Some people say I think too much. So I just stopped. In many ways I am happier, just going with the flow of things. But at times I do wonder why and how things go by me and not realise it or ponder upon it or even appreciate it.

The things I used to think deeply before were all positive. Thoughts that took into considerations were possibilities and reasons that evolved around good things. Ideas were impartial and not biased or with prejudice. Nowadays, everything to me has negative intentions or reasons. How did I get here? How did I come to arrive into these sort of thoughts and opinions. Could it be through experiences? In my short adult life so far, admittedly I had many bad experiences, more than good. It had removed all my abilities to have positive opinions on things.

When I was at Uni, I had a very good friend Ruth. We had many hours of what we called psycological discussions. Only we could understand and indulge in hours of perhaps nonsensical discussions on people and why people do things the way they do. But these discussions were never prejudiced. Always impartial. They were only thoughts and opinions. Never judgemental.