Saturday, January 18, 2014
It plays songs, endless songs, when I try to sleep.
It forgets the words it needs.
It panics at the sight of one more project piled onto way too many projects. Panics and gasps.
It needs to breathe. It wants to read.
I am retraining my brain to think. Playing Lumosity games. Taking it down to the Barnes Foundation this very afternoon, so that it can get lost in all those colors and shapes and, perhaps, begin again to think straight.