The outside world seems to have come to a halt. Yet, my mind is still buzzing. There is a constant humming, swirling and twirling going on inside. As long as my heart is beating and my lungs are breathing it will continue to run. It goes great distances and takes me places I’ve never been before. It replays memories and moments. Fears and joys.
Love and anger.
It pauses only for a moment then begins it‘s journey again.
A reflection, an idea, an event.
It plays them for me over and over again.
When the lights go out, my mind comes alive.
When the world stops, my head keeps spinning.
“Turn down the noise”, I’ll say to myself.
But, my mind has a mind all it‘s own.
You’d think it needs to pause for itself and take a break.
You‘d think that it would stop spinning.
It seems that it thrives on deprivation.
Attacking it’s host when she is weakest.
Be still, my mind.
Let me rest.
There is much to be done when morning comes.
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