As I write this I find that I am having trouble finding energy for anything. Thoughts are racing through my head of what the day will bring and what I have to accomplish today. I am working nights so my sleep pattern is all off. With that comes a fogginess that makes it difficult to do even the simplest task. As the day progresses I fight to be able to get somewhat of a grasp of the laundry list in my head.
Things appear that usually don’t happen when I’m not as tired as I am now. I am able to place thoughts in their right compartments so the to do list can be checked off. The to do list for my day and the to do list for my life. Even writing right now seems to be taking longer that it usually does. I am finding it more of a task right now. Writing for me has become my life line into discovering the subtle details of what makes me tick. Some days are easier than others but I always am clearer when I put my thoughts into words. There is something to be said for writing in a journal. I’m not good at the day to day as I tend to procrastinate and get distracted but I really feel a sense of comfort when I write.
