...my thoughts are like pingpong balls ricocheting wildly in a closed room, in constant motion spurred by curiosity and too much to do, making my inner world slightly chaotic and amnesic. I forget simple things, and remember complicated things. I wake up too early and go to bed too late. It is a strange state of being that will be over, I hope, by Friday. :-)
May your day be rosy!
2 comments:
That sounds strangely like my writing processes - yours always seem to make more sense though. :) ec
I must report, that while the thoughts bounce, it makes me a very very sloooooww writer. And that is very annoying.
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