O.K., Now What...

I used to write in a journal. I still have about 5 or 6 pretty blank books, their pages filled for a few weeks & then abandoned. Sometimes when I try to start writing, my thoughts come faster than my hand can record them, so I give up.

I know that there are too many thoughts swirling around in my head, seemingly on an endless loop. Maybe if I write some of them down, my brain will be more quiet. Don't worry, all the voices that I hear are my own (o.k., sometimes they belong to my mother). Actually a different voice in my head might be a nice change of pace (unless it's my mothers).