Aphasia

My brain feels full. So full of words and thoughts and epiphanies. And they're stuck. I start to express myself and feel muddled, like I can't quite grab hold of the words I want to say.

It's frustrating.

It's frightening.

I hope that it's temporary, a side-effect of the early-morning, late-night schedule I've been keeping. Or maybe it's the result of me trying to answer the hundreds of questions I'm asked each day by the two little boys that live at my house. Whatever the cause, I feel somewhat trapped in my own head.

Tonight, instead of doing the dishes or mopping the floor or planning my lesson for Joy School, I read a book. I feel like that act has unclogged my brain a bit, enough to write this post at least.

Maybe I need to read more and clean less.