I feel like writing something, but these sleeping pills I've taken might prevent me from exploring my mind in order to write about what I really feel like writing about. So, why don't I just right later? Meh, because I'm writing now that's why.
I think I could have named this blog "finding balance" because I seem to talk about it more than anything else. I never knew how unbalanced I was at so many things I guess. I always thought myself moderate in most of my endeavors, but I guess that's part of the 'unbalanced' part lol. We just naturally tell ourselves we're 'normal' or even if we do accept our oddity we normalize it by saying "oh well, no one is normal!", it's a nice warm layer to keep us from really looking at things. But I don't know, I've been criticized for looking at things too much too (and hurt from doing that as well), so finding the balance, once again, is what this is all about.
When I can't understand why I am concerned, hurt, happy, or confused about something I feel the need to know why. I do this with metaphors in my mind, seeing the action and the reaction in a simplified form soothes my mind. And that moment, where it makes sense, and my mind relaxes content, is priceless. But sometimes I find the wrong metaphor, and the result from that is generally bad hehe. I look for metaphors because I've found that I just can't understand things very well unless it's simple, and my mind doesn't tackle complicated things very well without simple instructions.
I think I have more to say, or some point I'm trying to make with all this, but I'm kinda tired and it's not coming. I think I'm just trying to find some metaphor in my writing to ease my mind. I usually stumble upon some nice simile or metaphor by now... but it's not coming heh, I'm glad Meagan told me about Unisom, otherwise it would be another long night...
-A
