a note to seuss
Well Mr. Seuss, the fox may be in socks, but I often find my thoughts in a box. There are locks on the box for my thoughts and it never unlocks. There are so many thoughts they get tied in knots and interlock. But once my thoughts break the locks on my inner-brain box the thoughts they unknot and fly so far they can’t be caught. The thoughts aren’t always funny like your fox in his socks, but it is probably best I keep my brain box unlocked so my thoughts don’t get knots and can be caught.
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