I think I've been too busy to give in to the 'stuff' swirling around in the back of my head. I'm excellent at putting stuff away in boxes in my brain until I have time to deal with it. That's so opposite of how I handle things physically. In other words, my house is not one of a hoarder, but my brain sure is.

I know that sometimes I'll create work for myself so I don't have to deal with 'stuff', but I haven't really had to do much of that because my business has kept me so busy. That's good for the pocketbook, notsomuch for the mind. I've dealt with three deaths in less than a year and no amount of Hospice work has compelled me to do what I've learned over the years. What I should know is that putting it away in the back of my head isn't going to work for very long. Unfortunately, that's a skill that I've honed over the years- be it good or bad.

It's time I clear out the clutter in my head so I can have a peaceful night. I've had nightmares for as long as I can remember and I'm ready to ditch them. I've decided to do some free-writing, not here- because it's too personal, but some place where I can dump everything and then ceremoniously burn it.

I think a bath is in order first. That sounds FANtastic about now.