When something is on my mind, I either have to write it out, talk it out, or I don't sleep. If I am anxious about a task, or a challenge I face, I just don't sleep.
My mind fascinates me. It can facilitate some of the most creative thoughts. My imagination is wild. It is healthy.
But how quickly it can go from light to dark. And gets stuck.
I think we all need to practice patience toward each other, but especially toward ourselves. We are quicker to forgive each other, and look past where others fall short, when we are in harmony with ourselves.
