Garbage thoughts bin

Sometimes I think of my brain as a bin of garbage thoughts. Like today, when I was walking by the street, lots of people coming by, cars are rolling, some trees around, various shops and objects. Many of those events and things have a potential to raise some kind of memory or thought in my brain. Which seems to be completely useless.

I was looking around at the architecture of this street in Montenegro and noticing how it resembles the soviet era, just like in other Balkan countries. Most notably in Macedonia. And I started thinking, how people perceived those buildings back then, and why they look this cosmic way.

I started to think about my past as a child just after the soviet collapse, and how I perceived this. Random events from that time started to come out of my garbage memory. And I thought what is the point in all of this happening in my head? I can easily dig into any of those separate thoughts, and there will be random connections with other memories based on some events in my life. Those will reference to other memories which will link to others and so on, like a random tree.

At the end of the day I just return into this single reality in front of me. And if I'm depressed with my life, digging into any of those thoughts doesn't actually help in changing it in any way. I may very well just let go of those thoughts. Even though my brain feels like an infinite bin - they pop up one after another, may be after a while those random thoughts will cease to suck me in, so I could achieve some clarity in my daily actions. Because actions is what can actually change my life in some way. If only would I know where am I going and why.