I could decide right now to be happy, Mrzzy, as happy as can be. But I have decided instead not to be. I have decided to let what you just said above bug me and disturb my mind some. I am therefore my own worst enemy and I am suffering on account of something that doesn't really matter at all. It is sort of funny, in a way...

You see, I'm observing my mind at work. I'm watching it doing its little thing. My mind, like most people's minds, is a very disturbed little entity indeed, addicted to its usual emotional dramas, and it doesn't want to shut up or be at peace for even one instant. It's chattering right now, even as I type.

It thinks it's in charge here. And it is, if I let it be.