Just a thought(s)…

How many thoughts do you suppose the average human has in a day?

A thousand?

A million?

Lately it feels like I have ten times that number, whatever number we settled on. Like my mind is running ten times faster than the average person’s should on any given day. Not that I’m smarter, no…just more frazzled.

From the moment I wake up every morning, I’m struggling to keep pace with the relentless flow of ideas, memories, to-dos, reminders.

I’m drowning in my thoughts.

“Did Poor Kyle get there safely?”

“I need a job.”

“I must remember to pack my phone’s spare battery for my trip–I don’t want to be stranded without Tetris on my flight.”

“What on earth am I going to write my paper about?”

“Dang, I think I forgot to move the laundry from the washer to the dryer three nights ago. That’ll stink.”

“I wonder if my parents would rather have eggs or pancakes for breakfast.”

“Trash day tomorrow.”

“Frodo was awesome.”

“I need to renew my library card.”

“I will be so lame at BlogHer.”

“I wish I had written Harry Potter.”

“I wish I could write something half as good as Harry Potter.

“Why do I suck at relationships?”

“This tomato sandwich is delicious.”

“Ted Bundy was a class-A jackass.”

“I should write a self-help book.”

“I should start a toenail clipping business…oh wait, that already exists…they’re called pedicurists.”

“I hate when my favourite scent gets discontinued at Bath and Body Works (so long, Brown Sugar & Fig).”

“If I leave class at 2 p.m. and drive north at 110 km/hr, and Poor Kyle leaves Calgary at 4 p.m. driving northwest at 80 km/hr, and the clouds turn into rain at 4:15 p.m., and he gets a flat tire at 4: 17 p.m., and I lose cell phone service at 4: 20 p.m., at what time will our lives ever be normal again?”

You know…those kind of thoughts.

Sometimes I have brilliant ideas but they slip away before I get a chance to write them down.

Other times my thoughts are mundane.

Either way, one thing is constant: they’re overwhelming. I can’t keep up with them all. I don’t know where they come from, and I’ve no idea where they go. If my thoughts were children, they’d be taken away by the state for negligence.

My thoughts aren’t getting me anywhere.

Do you ever feel like that?


In just over 24 hours, I’ll be starting a trip I’m not ready for. With money I don’t have. It doesn’t help that I’ve been researching serial killers for my class this week, so of course I’m convinced I will be raped and killed during some part of my trip, whether in the bathroom on the flight or in a deserted subway car or who knows maybe right there in broad daylight.

Hopefully after this trip is over and I return alive with my virginity intact, my brain will finally relax and my thoughts will return to normal.

(Well, as normal as they ever are.)

(Which, let’s face it…)

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12 Responses to Just a thought(s)…

  1. Tisha says:

    Um, well, let me just say that if you have been married as long as you have and your viginity is still intact, you have bigger issues than writing papers or trips you’re unprepared for! Just a thought.

  2. Chloe says:

    I think Tisha is right haha
    A trip??? Where? I need more information!

  3. jami says:

    First off…brown sugar and fig got disconnected??? That is a glorious smell!!! What were they thinking?
    Second. You need some xanex! That will turn your thoughts off in a jiffy.
    Third, the average person has over 60,000 thought per day. Vast majority being negative. Try and recognize the thoughts that are overwhelming and then change them or talk youself though them. It will change everything. I was feeling the same thing a couple of months ago. I read a book called “when panic attack” by david burns. It changed my life! No seriously, I hardly ever feel overwhelmed.

  4. Mike says:

    So, reading at the beginning about how your thoughts are flying by so fast made me read all the thoughts you wrote down super fast. The farther down this post I got, the faster I was reading. It was strange.

  5. Kristen says:

    I can’t believe they discontinued that scent! Now I’m glad I’m a scent hoarder and I still have a bottle of body spray left. Also, sense we both liked that scent you might like the one I picked up a couple of months ago: Twilight Woods, smells divine in my opinion and since it’s new it shouldn’t be discontinued for a while. Have fun at BlogHer!

  6. Leah says:

    Ah! I know exactly what you mean! We’re moving and every night from 1 am – 3 am my mind whirls with all of these ridiculous things. Down to wondering where the ice cream scoop is packed and how much tomatoes will cost at the new grocery store. Pathetic.

    I’m relatively new to your blog but I really enjoy it!

  7. Kelly says:

    I’m pretty sure your virginity is not intact. NYC is safer than the city where I live. Most likely you will be in one of the more populated areas of the city…not in a dark alley with someone that resembles Ted Bundy…even though I think he looked “pretty normal”. I have irrational thoughts all the time, it’s normal, I guess. Either that or we both need some serious help.
    Enjoy BlogHer! Can’t wait to hear all about it!

  8. Alaina says:

    Ugh, I hate when they discontinue fragrances like that. I never like the new ones they replace them with!

    Have a good trip! I’m anxious to hear how BlogHer goes…I might have to go next year. This year is being taken over with wedding expenses so I am not able to go…

  9. Molly says:

    My husband always wonders where my thoughts come from… out of left field to him, but the 26 other thoughts I had between what i said 2 minutes ago, and what I am saying now, linked them together perfectly!

    I don’t even know what BlogHer is…

  10. HeatherPride says:

    I did hear that the xanax does wonders for quieting the random thoughts. I think they’re actually called “intrusive thoughts” if I remember correctly from my psych class 100 years ago. Anywho……where ya going?

  11. Geevz says:

    I’m so proud of you for going to Blogher! Have a great time!

  12. Joel says:

    Frodo was a whackjob. I hate it when I forget the laundry like that. You could just pack a charger; I can’t imagine your phone would die between your house and your hotel.

    I laughed at the virginity thing, too.

    Just relax and don’t be a dork. :)

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