Today in Sarahphim's world things felt fuzzy. Work can be overloaded and then it's easy to loose track. Somedays clarity doesn't seem to be apart of the Sarahphims world. Hmm.
I wish I could summon clarity like a broomstick. "Accio Clarity!" Mmmm no. Nothing yet. If I could summon clarity any time I wanted, I would build a structure to hang my hangy down things on. I would write some sort of childrens novel locked away in my nightime dreams. I would be able to keep a schedule of all the events I needed to be at and then insert things I want to be at and keep them all straight and not miss any. If I could summon clarity anytime I wanted to I would use it to keep my finances straight and not misplace bills and suffer charges for late payments. But instead I have to deal with fuzzy. At least today that is. Sometimes I know what clarity looks like but it's not a lengthy visitor.
Have you ever wondered where forgotten thoughts go to? I mean according to my bio teacher the info is still there it's just that the retreaval system is down. So where do they hide? I imagine my forgotten thoughts are all blocked up on disconnected synapse just waiting to jump across but never getting the chance. Then the would all pool up and I have substancial lake of forgotten thoughts. All of them stuck in a lake by a dam of one little worn out synapse that refuses to keep trying to make the conection. I was just wondering. That's all.
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2 comments:
Hi Sarah! :)
I just love reading your blogs, Sarah! Thank you for sharing with me.
Miss you, lots. :)
soon young
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