Really, the problem is that there is too much on my mind right now. (I’ve mentioned before how thinking too much is going to get me into serious trouble and perhaps might even kill me.) I mean, yeah, sure there is the fact that I have to figure out the trajectory of my life in 3 months, give or take. And then there are all sorts of other situations that, admittedly, I probably shouldn’t be thinking about, but because I don’t want to deal with the issue at hand, I let them fill my mind.
And it doesn’t help that I have a 1 to 2 hour commute to my rotation, giving me all sorts of time to think and reflect about the madness that is my life.
I dunno. Maybe I should up my medication dose.
Maybe I should take another vacation.
Maybe I should just say “Fuck it” and deal.
Maybe I should get my head out of my ass and live.