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Uhm, okay. I'd like to describe how I feel right now.
It feels like my brain is in a dirty, muddy puddle. The bits of dirt floating around in the puddle are the big events or things that are making it hard for anything to make sense. Add to that the puddle is all gross and diluted anyways, so nothing is clear. Ocasionally the bits of dirt will float to one side of the puddle and BAM! an epiphany of some sorts because oh look, some clarity for once. And theennn, the dirt redistributes and there's nothing to see clearly anymore. It all goes away. Also, sometimes little kids run along and step in the puddle and while they complain of a wet sock, it feels like my brain is compressed into half its size and then everything is all fuzzy and unclear and it feels like there's a potential explosion just waiting to happen the next time some other little brat steps in the puddle (or something big happens, another perturbing event in my life).
And this is why I need to start writing again. And not quit judo. And get my DSLR. I need to distract myself from edging too close towards insanity. You know?
OIIIII, I need like, a disk cleanup for my head. Or a cure for GAD. GAD can kiss my ass.
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