Hey you, Master’s Theses! Yeah, all of you potentials out there. Why don’t you go choose yourself already, and save me the rational vs. emotional brain tug-of-war. Oh, you don’t happen to have a brain capable of such complex decision-making? Well that’s a major downfall for your evolution. But I can’t say our brains have evolved all that much in this field either.
Geez, don’t get me wrong, I like thinking about you and everything, you’re a pretty cool cat and we have some business to do. But we gotta set some boundaries, give each other space, leave a little room to think about other things. Like cats and Christmas.
So fine, I’m going on my walks in the brilliant oranges of fall. And will only think of you a little as I contemplate the joy of inner city parks and the potential cash I would pay up for this luxury.
Or the ability to have clean drinking water provided free of charge, just like that. Magic.
And I suppose while I’m thinking about it, I wonder how people are perceiving their environment and the relationship they have with the trees, bugs, and birds. Some dig it, some don’t.
But wait, it’s not all forest walks, sometimes there are some castles thrown in around there too, which sends me back to all the history, people, technology, and knowledge that has come before me. Like the invention of umbrellas, that was brilliant.
Yep thesis, you’re deep down in there, rooted in the neurons and sprouting some leaves, setting the gears spinning and whatnot. And darn, if you won’t pick yourself then I better get down to it, and make some space for other things, like birthday parties. 
You are thinking too hard my dear. I’ve never let that get in the way for me.