The Pain List.

‘Sour cream’, the mind says casually.

Ah yes, almost forgot about that, cool!

Amazing how it stores all this stuff on an endless invisible shopping & wish list and helps us to remember shit.

We don’t even ask for it!

‘Now let’s think about your bleak future without clients that will make you suffer forever, shall we?’, comes up a bit later.

Oh fuck.

Another reminder.

Another item on the endless list that contains not just groceries, but everything that has to change, all the promises you made to yourself, all your (random) future plans, and whatever can go wrong in a million lifetimes and did go wrong in the past.

It’s a big fucking list.

And this time it’s about something you don’t really need to hear all the time, mostly because it’s imaginary and it fills you with fear you don’t need to function in a healthy way.

The mind doesn’t care.

Reminder is reminder.

Sharing items on the list (in no particular, sensible order) is its job.

Blowing thought bubbles is what it does.

Because it can.