My road to self-recovery.

So I bought myself some thoughts...

Today I bought myself some thoughts. I thought it would be nice. I thought that my thoughts would be thoughtful enough to let me think that I was thinking. Then once my thoughts turned on me, I thought that I might go back to the store to return those mundane thoughts. But, the store clerk told me that she thought it wasn't in my good thinking to return these thoughts, since she thought they were crazy. Once I returned home, I thought to myself, what in the world would make me even think about buying some thoughts. Well then I thought to myself, If these thoughts weren't good enough, what makes me think that I can return them? These thoughts were so crazy that even my inner voices were thinking what was wrong with me. So I went to the manufacturer of these thoughts and demanded my money back. They told me that the CEO of thoughts was unavailable, and I should just bottle my thoughts up until the next day. Great, I thought. Another day with thoughts of chocolate