Saran-Wrapped

Are my eyes bigger than my stomach? There are so many things I want to do, but it's hard to prioritize the tasks, and I often fail to follow through. I start, but don't finish. Why? Am I not committing? Am I scared to commit to a task? I know it feels better upon completion or at least progress is fulfilling. A bit of ADD? Or just the plain excitement to try new things?...like a fucking kid in a candy store...I just need to remember to brush and floss.

I don't know, do you?

It's funny right now. I have no feelings about many things. I have too many feelings about other things. Nothing feels right, right now. Well, I can't say 'nothing'...but when one thing out weighs the other things, it feels like the only thing, therefore, nothing. I feel like disconnection is wise. Then again, I feel so disconnected from things going on that I can't do anything about. Jail, unwanted pregnancies, illnesses, love, confusion, frustrations, loss, feeling lost, jokes, jobs, money, travel, birthdays, anniversaries, dinners, drinks, etc etc... Zero time for reflection. And fuck reflection. We sit and reflect and sometimes, it just doesn't work. I think it's better to just see it for what it is and move forward making the best of whatever. The feeling that it's okay for me to escape is beating hard in my body right now. It's like when you crave a banana or milk, you must eat or drink it, cause your body knows best. My body..ME is telling me to escape. Not run away, just break free for a bit. I look forward to these escapes. Might just be a 'no phone weekend' ahead. Send me a postcard.