At exactly what point in my life was it that I started getting fragmented? I suppose it comes from years of working in IT and having interrupt-driven days every single day, every single hour and minute. Just when you think you can focus on one thing – poof, someone is standing there asking you about some other topic!
And its more than that…my mind has become as bouncy as a BB in a boxcar. Random thoughts go thru my head and if I’m honest with myself, most bubble to the surface and expel thru my lips.
My sweetie has finally figured out that its me I’m talking to and he’s not required to answer when I’m babbling away at six am.
I just wish I could put all these thoughts to good use!
