some days, like today, the world just seems too big.
it’s full of so much.
and it’s all i can do to try not to think about it; everything that comes my way pops its little antennae into my brain and then i find myself having to disseminate, explore, and pull apart every little morsel.
on days like today, there are too many pieces floating about.
i am not overwhelmed; i’m just full.
today, i don’t have the where-withal to process it all.
my head feels like cotton. my heart is whirling to industrial music while my soul is toe-tapping to folk. my tummy is all a grumbly. my taste buds cry out for tea and sweetness and savory and salt. my brain craves the pieces of the world even as it pours out of my ears because there simply.just.isn’t.room.
and so i sit and do nothing. and hope it will subside by morning.