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Temporary ADD

It's been almost six weeks since I watched a movie.  It's been about four weeks since I've sat down and read a magazine article.  The pile is building up, but I keep thinking that reading about Alabama's victory might be a little boring ten days after they won.  It's been two weeks since I watched anything more than an hour on TV without getting up to check something online or talk to someone.  Last night, I spoke on the phone with someone for two hours.  The conversation wasn't necessarily deep or about anything in particular.  It was just two people shooting the shit, as they say.  I hung up and did some stuff online and then headed to bed.  I didn't sleep long.  I never do.  I seem like the Energizer Bunny, but without any real energy. 

My mind is in a million places right now.  It's with a friends mom who is sick. It's with my father and my grandmother.  It's with my brother and his wife and the fact we have put off getting together for three weeks now.  It's with a friend who continues to struggle with issues out of her hands.  It's with a girl I've never met. It's with a friend who means a lot and her struggles.  It's with friends I don't see anymore and friends I don't want to see anymore.  It's with my own day to day struggles and with my day to day triumphs.  It's with the pile of clothes on my floor.  It's with the mail I haven't opened.  It's with a lot of things.  It's with looking too far in to the future, while being stuck in the past.  It's about hoping love finds me, when I know the one I want is lost.  It's with moving on, while stuck in reverse.  It's about thinking about dinner with my morning coffee. It's about dreaming of Sunday on a Tuesday afternoon.  It's about preparing for Spring, while forgetting about Winter.

One of these days, I'm going to have to slow down my mind, speed up my body, and get this under control.  Maybe it starts with watching a movie.  Who knows?

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