Absently minding my own business

The following writing is being written in a sober state of mind... you have been warned.

For a friend:

I'm started thinking about the would be shouldn'ts and the could nots and thought that if I keep thinking about those thoughts that they might turn into the if's and would haves. But if I do that then would that make the shoudn'ts become the ifs and the could nots be the would haves? That's just the beginning of the thoughts that I was thinking I should think about. If I stop thinking about those thoughts and think about the dids and wants and haves and wills then the thinking of thoughts turns into the thoughts about thinking. Which leads to a road much less traveled by others when thinking about those sorts of thoughts. I think it's important to have thoughts about thinking when its calm thinking about not a crazy thought processes involving mind-evolving rock forming season changing issues that could jeapordize the whole world of gravity. Thinks could fall from no where going in an upwards direction and worlds could collide with nothing in it's way making paths for a giant intergalatic highway of emptyness. Ahh the coldness of space, felt right in your own front yard. I'm sure many of you are reading, wondering, thinking... what on earth is he talking about? Well, that's your problem. You're thinking about the wrong thoughts that I've been wondering about. Instead you should be wondering about the thinking I've been pondering instead of the thoughts that I had. I should have been thinking about the will haves and not the will do's... or is it the have do's and will wills. Nah, it's the shouldn't have wouldn'ts and the absolutely will not if dids that will be surrounding my thoughts tonight as I enter into the dream status. But my dreams are different from your dreams. MY dreams have evolved into a fantastical play of misfortune and laughter. Of mercy and chaos. It's a paradoxical realm where dogs and cats never fight. And 10 legged pig monkeys roam free in the forests of Antarctica. Flying anteaters sore through the water with the greatest of ease. Random thoughts of a will do willer is what conquers this world and keeps the intergalactic super traffic in a steady motion of ridiculousness. It's how things were meant to be done. Up is diagonal and down is forward. Trying to count stars only results in the addition of the super math known as 1 + 1 = fish. Thinking about my pondering thoughts and wondering about my curiosities have led to a very disturbing revelation that nearly shatters my vision of a dream. Dreams were never meant to be thought about. Waking up in a world of unrealities confuses the ones that were never there to begin with. It only makes sense once you heard the tree fall in the woods when no one was around.