OCD With Mind Powers

            Ripping cracks from the pavement isn’t so hard as it seems. See, I want the roots of my feet to be connected to a simple, unbroken expanse, and that starts on the sidewalks. If I can just tread without the pervading sense that I may step on a juncture, a crack in the world below me, at any moment, my movements will glide and swoop freely. So I use my mind to rip the cracks from the pavement, leaving the weedless, formless, undulating expanse that I so love to imagine beneath me. Anything seems possible with my perfectly simple mind.