Chaotic

Life is full of complications. Other than turning into a monk, is there a way to find the balance and truly retreat to simplicity? Everything happens for a reason, whether or not you find meaning in it: a window you passed by, a picture you glanced at, a sentence you read, a song you heard on a random channel, a person you rubbed shoulders against in a crowd.... I tend to try and seek definitions or associations in every aspect. This has got to stop.

But now that my brain ran out of capacity, panic attacks.