Contemplate on the Wheel of Woe

  • The brain is on the hamster wheel this morning.
  • We have this sign in our house, says, “Hold on, let me overthink this” or something close.
  • The Wife bought it for the entry hallway, and the Teenager stole it and stashed it in her room.
  • Overthinking: It’s what all the cool Anxiety people do.
  • So what have I been overthinking about lately?
  • I’m glad you asked.
  • Been doing some replays of meetings.
  • A ton of parenting moments.
  • Will she be able to X?
  • Can she Y?
  • Stuff from five years ago.
  • How to start today’s list.
  • My brain, sometimes, is like The Torment-nator. It will not stop.
  • I don’t mind, most the time. Fodder for writing.
  • I resent it at night, though I’ve mostly slayed the insomnia dragon.
  • It’ll flare up from time to time, but …
  • All my sleep problems these days are related to making myself go to bed.
  • It’s not that I dislike sleep.
  • In fact, the older I get, the healthier my relationship with it.
  • But sometimes, the only … time … I get for myself is at the very end of the day. Like 11 p.m.
  • I usually fill that time with reading.
  • (I should be filling it with writing, but mental exhaustion is a real thing. And I do love self-imposed guilt.)
  • Right now, I’m re-reading Cold Days by Jim Butcher, which is basically an urban fantasy action flick in book form.
  • And that last quarter, there’s not really a good place to stop.
  • So I was still reading at 12:58 a.m. last night before my brain went, “Editor, dude, what in the world are you doing? You are not 25. This isn’t even a warning. You’re already past the point of suffering. ENJOY YOUR BOOK HANGOVER.”
  • Narrator: He did not enjoy his book hangover.
  • I did not leave the jumpstarting of my brain solely to caffeine, I’ll have you know.
  • I exercised a bit this morning. Push-ups and squats. Exercises that hit multiple muscle groups.
  • They say exercise is vital to creativity.
  • Or something.
  • I read too much, probably. But like, junk food reading.
  • Like … you’ve heard that “it takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something” thing, right?
  • Was talking to the boss about it yesterday, as a matter of fact.
  • And then this story popped up in my email.
  • The 10,000 hour thing actually has some research behind it.
  • What I’m saying is social media is creepy.
  • And I wish it didn’t exist.
  • Or at least I wish it were somehow different and not an amplifier for our worst behavior.
  • Also, I’m going to make this soon.
  • Looks delicious.
  • Maybe not in the biscuit realm of deliciousness, but …
  • Hamster wheel.

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