Annoying

My brain is annoying. I hate it when I can’t turn it off or redirect it down a better path.

I really do try. It’s easier when I am at work. That keeps me occupied.

But when I’m home … no matter what I do to stay occupied…it just doesn’t seem to work.

It’s annoying.

So I write down stupid stuff to, at least, get it out. It does help.

One of the things I dislike about the whole mess is that it makes me feel like I don’t have my shit together.

I know better. But it still makes me feel that way.

Within 3 months I should be moved into a new home. Have all my bills paid off. Be closer to work. And maybe have a bit more piece of mind. Here’s hoping on all counts.

So my brain is annoying. I’ll get over, under or used to it.

I think it’s hard, right now, because for so long I didn’t listen to it at all. And I got out of practice trying to deal with it. I dunno for sure. But I think that may be part of it.

So… practice dealing with the dark. And move into the light.

But it’s still annoying!