Discombobulated
I am feeling completely discombobulated today. So much so that I used a purple marker. What kind of a witch do I think I am?
I can trace back some of the confusion. My alarm scared me this morning. I barely remember exercising on account of the fact I was too busy watching New Girl. This isn’t a bad thing, anything that makes the time go quicker when running is nice. The point is I wasn’t present. I tried meditating but really struggled so compromised with myself by opening my eyes. This is also known as sitting with your eyes open.
I know there isn’t a ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ way to meditate but I did feel this way was missing the point a bit.
I suddenly realised I needed lunch for today and have thrown together a random concoction known as a ‘salad’ which I have tied together with pickles. Like pickles are enough to trick me into thinking tuna, carrot and spinach will not leave me hungry afterwards. Honestly, I thought the sweetness would tie it together. This may be like the time I put apricot jam on olive toast. Not good.
I’ve checked my phone roughly eight times in the time I have typed these few sentences. Side note: I have not received any notifications.
Still nothing.
I skipped pretty much every song on the drive to work until I found one that I liked but I turned it down so I could put an order in at the Maccas drive-thru and forgot to turn it up afterwards. I also thought they misheard my order of a ‘regular almond hot chocolate’ for a Bacon and Egg McMuffin with a hash brown on account of the fact the screen said the wrong thing. Upon driving to the next window, I realised that my hot chocolate was on its way and there was no need to rehearse how I would correct my order.
Side note: just checked my phone again. No messages.
I was rushing when I got to work and there was no need. I am still typing with the fervour of a person in a rush.
My main goal now is to reset myself. Writing this is a part of it, I was hoping to share some nice strategies on how to realign yourself when you feel like this, but reality is, I can’t think straight enough.
Usually, I would suggest music and a cup of tea. Maybe a list or something. I’ll delete all the documents on my desktop because that’s a quick way to feel like I am doing something productive.
Alright deep breaths.