ninanevermore

Driving to work this morning, I realized that I had inadvertently left my mind at home, sitting on the couch next to my purse. Me being me, I was more upset about the purse. I could get through the day at work without my mind, and have done so on too many occasions to count. But my purse has my lunch money in it, so I had to turn around and get it.

For a Friday, this sure does feel like a Monday.

Driving into work today, I left the radio off. The silence in my head was so loud that it drowned out any music my receiver could pick up floating on the airwaves.

The silence in my head is giving me a headache this morning. The silence is so loud I want to cry.

I'm worried I may be losing my mind. Usually when that happens, I find it in the nearest gutter and I can retrieve it. Still, that first moment when I notice that my mind is lost always causes a bit of a panic, with me frantically looking everywhere for my lost mind. It always turns up, either in the gutter or in the last place I remember being and having a rational thought.

Last night, I found it in the couch cushions.