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While driving around today at lunch enjoying the sun, my mind was surprisingly at ease and I had a profound realization: Everything I have is because of thought. At the purest level, I sit around, people give me problems to solve, I think through them and present a solution.  That’s it.  I don’t do any physical labor, I don’t build things, I don’t even really tell people what to do nor push papers around. Simply using my brain provides me with a roof over my head and food on the table.

By extension, this is how I have friends. Friendship is some sort of external manifestation of feeling, which comes from thought. I really can’t describe this concept, but that’s what it feels like.

It makes me wonder if thought alone is this powerful, what else am I capable of?

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