sticky thoughts

today is a thinking day.

in a good way, though. some people, when they say, 'i've got a lot on my mind' don't mean it in a good way, but i do--i mean it in a very good way. like, maybe those people feel like they have a bowl of centipedes on their mind, but i feel like i have some rolo ice cream up there. it's like that.

hm.

a better metaphor: today my head feels more tall than wide because it is piling up with a single row of neatly-stacked ideas and thoughts, scribbled with a blue ballpoint pen on yellow post-its.

some of the metaphorical notes say nice things like, "it's a good day to go for a walk after work," and others say frustrating things like, "you've forgotten something important, i'm pretty sure," and some of the notes have plans or pictures or stories and there's the odd blank one. [is that normal?]

 

but most of the notes have the same few words on them, traced over and over a hundred times so hard that they've indented the papers beneath them. these ones were written last night at 2 am by my tired yet overactive brain and i don't really know what to do with them yet.

i rifle through my sticky-notes and, 5 out of 6 times, come up with one of these.

and i smile and put it back, leave it for later, draw it out again, put it back.

i can't tell you what it says though.
because that is a secret for now.