There hasn’t been a quiet moment this week. If not in life- in my head.
I’m not sure what to call that. It may be “overthinking,” but can you do that if you’re not an over-thinker? The term has always felt like it involved an obsessive personality, one who carefully and methodically descends their thoughts on a singular topic.
I’ve had multiple topics per day that have caught my attention. One night this week, I didn’t sleep a wink because my mind wouldn’t shut off. That’s only happened to me two other times in my life.
And the next day, my tired thoughts resembled “The Scream,” by Edvard Munch. (Colorful, but clearly frustrated).
Today, my mind is consumed by a surgery. A loved one will have a serious operation and I can think of little else. Not this Friday habit of mine, not the work day, nothing…
I’m trying desperately not to worry, because it doesn’t constructively add to the fray. But, worry keeps knocking…asking to be invited in.
It’s always been fascinating to me how priorities can change in an instant. How you believed your day, month…life would be different and something comes along to rearrange your world in an instant.
I love you, friends! ❤ Have a scream-free weekend!
“You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore”- William Faulkner
“Faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.” – Hebrews 11:1