I have so much to say, but what is it? I sit down, knowing I’ve got thoughts and opinions and large questions to ponder, but my mind is empty. Because it is overfilled.
All I can see is what’s right in front of me, because there is too much. Too much on my plate. Too much to prioritize and organize. Too much to do. Too much to remember. Too many immediate tasks right behind the one I’m currently on.
I need a break. I find myself with a four-day weekend. I had intended to find peace. Zen. De-stressing. I’ve found none. Because I sit, and I feel guilty and think about all the things that need doing. So it seems reasonable to just get those things out of the way. Yet if I try to do those things, the list never ends. So what then?
And I’m dead inside, because I don’t even know what my thoughts are anymore. I have so much energy just waiting to be focused, but my focus is lost. So my energy sits, and I am wasted.
It wasn’t always this way. I used to be tuned into myself. Maybe getting myself back starts with limiting external noise. Distraction.
Now how to start that?
