They move very fast; I can’t seem to hold any of them for long. Sometimes I might grab one and hold it captive, minutes perhaps. Then the others attack and force my hand open and it escapes. Most of them taunt me coming close so I can study them and even select one I wish to examine close up. They like to be looked at, observed, and studied; but then they take off. Some may wish to remain, but are driven from my hand by others wanting my attention. Such flighty things my thoughts. I wonder how even the serious and heavy ones can move so quickly.

Some day I am going to be quiet and tame them to do my bidding—my thoughts.

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