think

I've been thinking recently, as I regularly do, about my own thought process. I've come to the conclusion that nobody really thinks the way I do. I've spent a lot of my life just thinking about things. I spend a lot of time by myself, and when I do, I have a very analytical mind. I find that I'm always very observant along with being analytical, and often I think about how or why things happen, why other people think the way they do. I'm constantly thinking about something.
My best friend once told me, in a joking manner, "You're mind is a scary place!" He was joking, but he was right. My mind is a scary place. Everyone's mind is a scary place. The human mind is so complex. It is a cavern filled with tunnels and grottoes and chasms and little lakes. It is a place of boundless exploration. One can go so far deep into one's mind that it becomes a different place entirely than what it started out as.
The mind can play tricks on itself so that one ends up scaring oneself or doing things that they did not mean to do. The mind can transform a person into a different person entirely. The mind can take an outside look and analyze itself. The mind, like the world, is a giant place that is full of turmoil and confusion and misdirection. But also like the world, there is happiness in it and pleasure and bliss. Sometimes that bliss is located in ignorance and sometimes true happiness is only in knowing the truth and not constantly guessing.
A lot of time when I'm thinking, I won't be able to put my thoughts into words very clearly, because when I think, a lot of the time I think concepts and not necessarily step-by-step words or sentences.

My point is that, for a long portion of my life, I've been figuring myself out, and I still haven't done that, I don't think I ever will, but a huge goal of mine throughout my life was to find a person, a mate, if you will, who thinks similarly to myself. But you really don't know what a person thinks unless you ask him or her.