If You Wonder What My Confusing Brain Sounds Like.

Every day I wake up and I have a new mood that I can cling to. Sometimes it scares me, and sometimes it is a wonderful release. The angst from yesterday overnight turns over to a spirit of liberty, or sometimes the goodness I’ve been cultivating in my heart becomes fear and anxiety with a new day. Sometimes I take from my slumber a sweet solitude and forgetfulness that dreams seem to give me, but only for five minutes of the new day before I remember the problems I’d created yesterday, and I marvel myself anew at how I complicate life.