I am having so much fun e-mailing these new family members; it is really taking away from my interest in studying! I love e-mailing people. And it is so cool to know that just about everything I am saying will be new to them. I don't have to be even remotely selective in my typed thought processes. Everything that I am thinking and feeling can be put down. The poor people; they are receiving essays on a regular basis.
I am running on sleep-deprivation at the moment, leaving me more hyper active than usual. I find myself giggling at the silliest of things, and flitting about the house like a deranged fly, changing direction mid-step, not knowing where I was going or why I was going there. Jumping up the stairs one by one, swinging on the pull-up bar, and doing wall press-ups off the bottom stair, before leaping off and back on some invented obstacle course. I am full of energy. And I blame the reunion! I have not been the same since. Every time I think of it my pins and needles start up, first in my fingers, then up my arms, and within a few seconds I am unable to remain seated. It feels like the most powerful adrenalin imaginable. Pure excitement, not cut with anything as it usually is - caution, fear, anxiety - just pure excitement. Were it a drug it would certainly be the one to result in accidental overdose.
Yesterday I ran eight miles and still there was no sign of inner calm.
I am undecided as to whether this is a positive thing or not. I think maybe not. Emotions shouldn't be this excessive! There again, I should be used to the fact that mine are. It's a shame I can't seem to funnel any of it into my work. There again, I should be used to that too. So, I have learnt nothing. Good-o.
Reunions
I am having so much fun e-mailing these new family members; it is really taking away from my interest in studying! I love e-mailing people. And it is so cool to know that just about everything I am saying will be new to them. I don't have to be even remotely selective in my typed thought processes. Everything that I am thinking and feeling can be put down. The poor people; they are receiving essays on a regular basis.
I am running on sleep-deprivation at the moment, leaving me more hyper active than usual. I find myself giggling at the silliest of things, and flitting about the house like a deranged fly, changing direction mid-step, not knowing where I was going or why I was going there. Jumping up the stairs one by one, swinging on the pull-up bar, and doing wall press-ups off the bottom stair, before leaping off and back on some invented obstacle course. I am full of energy. And I blame the reunion! I have not been the same since. Every time I think of it my pins and needles start up, first in my fingers, then up my arms, and within a few seconds I am unable to remain seated. It feels like the most powerful adrenalin imaginable. Pure excitement, not cut with anything as it usually is - caution, fear, anxiety - just pure excitement. Were it a drug it would certainly be the one to result in accidental overdose.
Yesterday I ran eight miles and still there was no sign of inner calm.
I am undecided as to whether this is a positive thing or not. I think maybe not. Emotions shouldn't be this excessive! There again, I should be used to the fact that mine are. It's a shame I can't seem to funnel any of it into my work. There again, I should be used to that too. So, I have learnt nothing. Good-o.