Oh! Sweet Frontal Lobe!

Don’t fail me now!

If I let my mind wander a minute I let it wander 74 miles! I have so many pots cooking each day, because despite my weariness, I am at home in myself again and I want to ACCOMPLISH THINGS! And muses keep coming. When I could be filling in parts of Sickybeat, I find myself coming up with ideas to better manage time. I could sit and write until something works, or I can imagine a life where my desk is perpetually organized because I’ve found every useful gadget and stacking strategy (haha!)

I found myself wanting to browse Amazon for future purchases and realized, I was feeling okay. Not too tired to think. Not in pain or ill. My mood was decent. Essentially, everything that usually holds me down was at bay. I was wanting to imagine because I’d started the day trying to address a package delivery issue for my baby sister. it had burnt me out before I could even start to fix it, in that general soul-anaesthetizing way that little things can. nothing was wrong, but my enthusiasm has been groggy since noon.

After realizing how disappointed I would be for being so frivolous with my time. I engaged my frontal lobe and chose delayed gratification. I wrote a segment and this post. I’ll save the sick days for when all my body can do is dream of better days

Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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