Very rarely these days do I have any coherent thoughts. Mostly, my mind is full of disjointed words, barely strung together with the thinnest of threads. And then, just as I pause and examine a thought more closely, my chatterbox daughter speaks up. Again.
She is bursting with questions and ideas and observations and she rarely stops talking. This has become more of an issue for me since she’s started doing school at home this year.
My brain is parched from the lack of silence and sleep.
I really fear I will never have a worthwhile thought or idea again which does not bode well for either my mental health or this blog.
In other news, I found my missing lipgloss today which was in a purse I haven’t used in awhile. I looked in that purse at least six times . . . or maybe I only meant to. This is the state of my brain these days.
It would make me sad if I were capable of emotion but I am simply too tired. I blame the puppy.