It’s been a while since I could write multiple blog entries in one sitting. As a matter of fact, there have been days that I don’t feel like writing at all. I know I should have had because my personal goal is to blog daily, but the lazy bones were at work, and I just wanted to think and think and think. I thought that writing could wait.
But here I am, churning out blog posts like a madman—typing words from the recess of my thoughts, from my mind that’s been acting like crazy lately, refusing sleep. Even when my eyes were closed as my body lay in bed, my thoughts grew louder and louder that even the white noise in my brain could not keep them quiet.
The lists in my head just wanted to get done, even when it’s not time for them to be ever worked on.
Oh, how to keep my mind quiet.
If only I could tell what bothers me.
Is this what it’s like being 30?
jessa 