the feeling is OC. all the way. almost everything i think, i instantaneously manage to find an alternative to it...the next best and most of the times, the actual preceding best option... like writing this blog..i can go out and take some pics, or better, help mama in the kitchen, or even better, pray a qada namaz.
then wearing a suit, better would be if i wear a simpler one, even better would be if i wear a more concealing one...and best would be that i wear an abaya and put an end to my own unexhausting train of thought...
it feels good to know that my brain is functioning and mind is attentive, and OC (opportunity cost:P) has really seeped into my blood, but i just feel like patting my mind at its back and saying "bas....easy lo"... or maybe better would be to just let it be. hahaha you see the point?