I have notes and notes filled with blog post ideas. Ideas that are probably pretty great. Ideas that I will write at some stage, some point in the future but not right now. I can’t grasp them, it hurts my head to try. The words, they are elusive. Nothing is making sense and it all feels a little surreal.
Imagine your brain as a place filled with worker ants. At the moment my worker ants have taken speed. I tried to find a picture to represent it but I gave up after 5 minutes. Nothing quite felt disorganised enough. Nothing represented the chaos that is my brain at the moment. I have so much IN my head and no way to grab it and get it out. I feelt like a spectator to my own inner workings.