I have recently emerged from a deep fog. It is not the first time that I have been immersed in such a fog but it is the first time that I have come out of it seeing it for what it was. Ladies and Gentlemen I would like to introduce you to a new term, “mind constipation.” This is a time period in which there are many activities, thoughts, and ideas are rolling around in your mind but for some reason there is not anything coming out. Thoughts are lost, ideas never get expressed, there is no writing, no conversation, no laughter, no crying, nothing is coming out! You sit down to write, nothing, yet there are pages that want to be written. You try and have a conversation, nothing, yet long soliloquies are waiting to burst forth. A brainstorming session arises, nothing, yet it is a torrential downpour within. Just like it’s counterpart it is borderline paralyzing. It affects everything around you. Instead of hemorrhoids it produces palpitating headaches and insomnia.
I would like to happily announce that relief has finally come. I want to boldly declare it is just as satisfying as its dreadful ally it terms as relief. The words have emerged, the thoughts are flowing, and the keys are being pounded. Sleep was obtained! It feels so refreshing to be able to communicate again. The log jam of my mind will take some time to unravel itself, but that is fine. You cannot rush this sort of relief! Hopefully the byproduct will be of some value to someone rather than just being a relief in and of itself!
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