Whipped Mind


My brain needs a rest
Don't how to go about it best

Being an ambivert
with an attention that diverts

When I go into introvert mode
Sensors are on overload

Clarity, clarity, clarity!
One would think that were the remedy

But with differentials abound in my head
When will it end? When will it end?

I can't even string a full sentence.
Without mixing up all those damn tenses.

 And thus, has been my day, friends. I have been trying to work on homework and feel like I am not swimming. Drowning is more like it. So where do I go when I feel like I'm drowning? The college library. I have not been here in awhile and maybe I needed the change in atmosphere. You know my love for words and intelligent things. It's national poetry month and that is probably exactly what I need for a diversion. Poetry and beautiful words.
  Egads! But there is so much to do between now and the end of May when I go to North Carolina! Maybe it's Spring Fever. More likely Cabin Fever. *Whispering to self, under breath* Come on serotonin... level the f*** out!
I don't know how good Chris Hosea is but it is the only book of poetry nearby. I'll be back when I am no longer numb from formulas and number crunching.

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