Do you ever get tired of your own thoughts ? I know I do. Especially the damn intrusive ones. Ever since I was a little kid, bleak thoughts would creep into my mind, distracting me from real life and preventing me from living in the present. Thoughts about death, thoughts about sickness, thoughts about the ails of the world. The older I get, the darker and more uninviting the world seems. So the thoughts persist, weaseling their way into my brain and turning neutral moments into negative ones.…