Sing with me the sound of love

Something I’ve been thinking about lately:  nothing.

The thing I hate about life when it gets busy is that I feel as though I lose my mind.  I don’t mean I go crazy…I mean my mind, it’s gone!  All it becomes good for is:

a) remembering all the things I have to do 
b) telling me I’m hungry
c) telling me I’m sleepy
d) reminding me I’m really poor
e) remembering all the other things I have to do
f) telling me I want coffee
g) spacing out/accidentally staring at people
h) telling me I need coffee
i) putting on clothes
j) forgetting important stuff, like that H comes before I, and not after it, when I’m making alphabetically organized lists

I forget about important things, like thinking and reflecting and doing all that peer-inside-my-own-brain type stuff I like to do.  I forget about reading, I love reading.  And I forget about writing, too.  I feel as though my life just gets so unbalanced during the school year.  I’d really like to change that, to tilt the scale back toward normalcy and things that make me who I am.

In other news, people are odd.  It’s especially odd when two people that have been a major part of your life, but you haven’t spoken to in months for one reason or another, both waltz back in within the same week.  Try to, at least.

 

P.S. Been listening to John Mayer so much, more than I have before, and I am so impressed.  Just saying.