Twilight Zone

I am feeling so unproductive.

No, my gonads are working fine, thanks for asking.

What is not working fine, is my head… the one on top of my shoulders. I can’t seem to focus on getting things done. I have a million and one things to do, and it bugs me that I don’t get them done, but I can’t seem to bring myself to COMPLETE them. It takes me so long to get into the zone of taking action, and yet it only takes the smallest of distractions to snap me out of it.

I have long suspected that I have ADHD but never really bothered to get my head checked. Maybe I don’t even pay attention to myself long enough to get head to the shrinker for a diagnosis. Or maybe I’m afraid I’ll find out too much. I might even find a brain in there… oh the horror.

So I’ll just sit here and hope those sporadic moments of zoning into my priorities happen often enough so that I can cross some items off the list.

Strangely Normal

Ever felt lost and disoriented, and yet so connected and focused at the same time?

Ever fixed so much, and yet find so much more broken?

Ever felt so motivated, and yet find yourself slouched and fatigued?

I can understand so much, and but I am still so confused. Life is not all fun and games; it’s sometimes fun, and always a game. Except I lost the rulebook somewhere.

I want my towel, and I want to stick my thumb up, and I want to go for an intergalactic ride.