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I'm uncertain of whether this feeling I have right now is due to a decrease in motivation, or a slight irritation with myself for lacking the creative ability to find something worth while to do with my free time.  What I do know is my book-self is organized and dusted as is my work space. My sheets are clean and my bed neatly made, as I sit here spilling the contents of my thoughts all over this once blank page. If only the mind were as easy to navigate as a web browser. All one would have to do is simply find a good search engine (google) and they would be able to easily locate the source of their anxiety, sadness, fear, anger, rage even. Seeing how most everyone misplaces these things.

A perfect example would be the woman who cut me off while turning across on coming traffic (a.k.a. me) into a shopping center without thinking to herself "hmm, this might cause a significant amount of unnecessary trouble for someone (a.k.a me) say... if I can't clear traffic in time." But no, she turned anyway, and then slammed on her breaks right in front of my car and preceded to let me know how pissed she was that I just happened to be also be in that exact spot and the exact time she chose to turn into traffic.

In this example, the woman obviously had a lot on her mind. Enough to compromise her ability to drive safely. In return she cut me off, and then responded as though I had no business using the road at the same time she happened to be turning into the shopping center. Missed place anger/frustration/whatever emotion she was held captive in that moment. The worst thing about this none-sense of a blog post is that I am guilty of this very practice. As I am sure, are a great many of you. This however is besides the point, or is it the point...I'm not sure.

All I'm trying to say is that it would be wonderful if I had a refresh button...I don't care where it would be...it could be on the center of my forehead. It would just be nice on those days where everything is out of control and my brain seems to be functioning abnormally slow, or fast for that matter... to be able to press this button and then have everything fall once more where it belongs. I'm not even going to reread this post before posting it. I figure the misspellings and grammatical errors will give it character. Disagree? Whatever.