I sit here on the couch with my son, my baby girl rolling around in her play pen.
Freshly brewed coffee in my hand, it’s warm. Comforting, like a warm embrace to your heart. I need that.
My mind is simultaneously racing, and unable to think. Migraines do that.
I have so many thoughts that are trying to overwhelm me. Like am I doing everything I should be?
Should I create more product, or am I wasting time because no one is interested in buying?
How will I provide for my children, and not have to leave them for work?
Should I keep writing my books? What if no one reads them?
Will we ever be able to have a real house? One that isn’t leaking, or falling apart and permanently covered in almost 50 years of someone else grime?
Will I ever be able to be loved? Or am I just not allowed that romance? And if so, why?
Should I start the dishes first or do laundry?
This is my mind lately, and for probably obvious reasons I didn’t put down every single thought. ( That would incredibly tedious to write down!)
Just remember that some days, your mind just runs wild, and there’s no controlling it. Don’t fight your feelings, just find ways to work around them if you need to!
Have an absolutely wonderful weekend my friend!
~A
Ink & Embers 