Thursday, July 31, 2008

scribbling

I spent probably three hours tonight sitting with my journal and writing.

it's helped a little. I feel a bit lighter, less discombobulated for the moment, and ready for rest.

goodnight.

Trapping the Little Steel Balls

It’s been an odd sort of day.

I’m distracted and somewhat unfocused.

My head is spinning.

A dozen voices and directions, rattling around inside of me.

I’m glad there’s only one work day left.

And that it’s a long weekend.

And that my roommate is working at her second job for most of the long weekend.

I’ll have the house to myself.

Time to sleep.

To clean.

To read.

To bake.

To think.

And to write.

I need to spend some time writing.

Clear some of the clutter in my head.

Put it on paper where it’s tangible and I can begin to absorb it.

My mind feels like one of those children’s games.

The ones with all the tiny little steel balls, that roll around until they rest in their little slots.

I need the thoughts rolling around my head to rest.

Each in their own little slot.

Peace restored.