You can be anything you want to be. You can think of whatever you want to. Even if they’re the most useless things in life. Even if they have no meaning for anyone or for yourself. Your thoughts and they matter. Every single one of them. They’re fragile for anyone to touch. But still they manage to fit in a mansion of your brain.
Sometimes it’s okay to not know them or understand them, not all of those thoughts are meant to be understood right away. Sooner or later they’ll come up with a meaning. I know they’re powerful and sometimes drift all over your body and take control of you. But someday they’ll all slip away. It just a matter of time and a touch. Doesn’t matter if it’s from you or someone else. You are blessed anyway.