How nice it would be to pull all the thoughts out of one’s mind and lay them all out on the lawn. Just put it all out there. Be able to see it all in one sweeping glance.
Empty out the trash, get the photos in the album, get an answer to, “When did we last see Aunt Sally?”
Then you could think! With all of it out there in front of you, you could finally, finally get it all straight. All those hazy memories focused. All of the nostalgia remembered for what it really was.
All of the noise dimmed.
Depending on one’s temperament, a sunny, dry spot will do; if one is more of that kind of mind then use the shady, boggy spot behind the hedge.
Then the acreage-how much space do one’s thoughts take up? I will allow you to be the judge of that. Talk to your neighbor first if you need some of his lawn. No one likes their thoughts to be crowded and jammed together with someone else’s.
Unless, you are lovers, perhaps. And, if that is the case, then you are more than neighbors.
Allow your thoughts some air. Give them room to get up and walk around a little. Let them mingle; some may have never met. Feel free to listen in on their conversations.
You may want to build a fence. I think someone said that good fences make good neighbors.
I guess what I mean is to be careful about letting your thoughts wander too far. They do tend to cause trouble, or, at least, get in the way when let loose without halter or bridle.
If you can get them to be still for a moment, start organizing.
Oh, damn, they’ve scattered again.