Have you ever had a day where you feel like you are just full - to capacity, maybe over capacity - to the point that you can't even pull one thought out without 900 others crashing to the floor on a pile? That is me today. Or maybe everyday. In the course of the day I see so much, protect myself from feeling so much. By the time I get home I want to just vomit the day out, onto a page or a painting or something or ANYTHING... but there is so much and how do I even begin to get it out there and even if I did, who on earth would be able to make sense of it?
So today I am deliberately disconnecting, playing a mindless video game for the short space of time I am home because the husband is already in bed and I just have so much crap in my head that I just need to let my brain rest for a minute.
So today I am deliberately disconnecting, playing a mindless video game for the short space of time I am home because the husband is already in bed and I just have so much crap in my head that I just need to let my brain rest for a minute.
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