Wednesday, September 5, 2012

The Last of Those Bad Thoughts Are Finally Out

A few nights ago, I went for a visit to the Mothership and had a strange dream. I was trying to clean out a house that was full of crap. Every time I'd make some headway and clear some space, more junk would appear as if from no where. For the first time in a long time, I remember everything about my dream.

I got to thinking on it and I realize that while my house isn't full of clutter, my mind appears to be. Sometimes, I find myself exhausted, not by physical exertion, but from thinking. Or more specifically, over thinking. My mind can be a very crowded place. Pieces of stories, bits of worry, smidgens of sweet-fuck-all floating around unchecked haven't left a lot of room for peace and quiet. I lay down at night and find myself unable to fall asleep for an hour due to swirling, circular thoughts.

All this detritus also doesn't make for a very focused and functional life. But, I'm working on it. I'm going to keep on trying to clean out my head to try and find a bit of space, a bit of breathing room.

I've also been a bit remiss in my Man Candy duties. And, for that I'm truly sorry.


Craig Sorensen said...

Your dream sounds like our reality, circa June 2012. So damned glad that's over.

Best of luck with the crowded mind syndrome. I've suffered from that before, but that clutter, I got a handle on before we were dealing with the house clutter.

Heidi Champa said...

Craig, I guess now that my house is clean, I've got to work on everything else.

So glad to hear how wonderful things are for you guys in sunny Cali!!