It Wears My Mind Out to wear my mind out on my sleeve

Where is my mind, but could have been titled: This is what that was: Like an MRI for my thoughts (we have your test results) > Sees this inspirational and seemingly wise text on Facebook. > Your current reality is the sum of your past decisions. Your future reality will be the sum of the decisions you make starting today.. > I thought it was stupid > but then I tried to figure out why,... > 

This is what that was. > …and how to explain it, and then summarize it, in the shortest possible way. > I assume the bar for memorability shouldn't be higher than mine > I come up with a thought. > Rinse and repeat. > Reduce to the fewest amount of words, and do it again > Then I call it a meme and post it.

 > This what that was.  >  He thinks is clever and you'll see him as funny. > He's not at all clever or smart, that's they real punch line here > Was going to post it and thought I'd stick some text in before posting. 

> This is what that was. > 

You know I make all of these, right.

Every single one. 

Really!?

Yeah, every single one.

 > (tons of internal word play dialogue, regarding the meme, the text I added to it, and the fact that I'd just typed out a little conversation I heard on my head, > what do all those have in common, > what do each of them mean > what is the summary of all that?)

  > This is what that was.  > We are the product of our culture producing the product of our culture. > So all that said, I think we're getting to next semester kind of shit now, maybe even next year's curriculum, depending on how quickly you all pick up on how very multi layered all these little > Sometimes thoughtless, but never without endless thought. > I always know the right thing to say about 10 minutes after I've gone with my gut > Every conversation I've ever had. > And there we go > there it is > This is what that was. > The product is infinitely better than the process and the product isn't that good either. > We are the product of our culture producing the product of our culture. > Greeting card appropriate for almost any and every occasion, start to finish. > It's not always like this though > it's the uncertainty that'll kill you.> It is better to be killed by a lover, indeed. 

> This is what that was. > It isn't at all what it is, it's what you see. > 

It Wears My Mind Out to wear my mind out on my sleeve.