To the one and only habit I was constantly told to quit…
The most misinterpreted behavior I’ve ever known..
The one that shaped my own way of thinking..
The one that brought up meaning to a lot of static things in my life..
The one that helps me in comprehending people..
The one that caused my life to be deeper..
The one that shoves the dust for me revealing hidden beauty..
The one that pulled me down the ocean only to find my inner strength to rise back to the sparkling surface..
I am in gratitude for my enchanting habit of overthinking..
Framed Glimpses 