when brain activity begins to resemble thousands of pingpong balls bouncing around a hollow bowl

Boy do I have a lot on my mind lately. Me thinks me’s a little delirious. Sample:

“Ok, what is my thesis for this paper? I don’t know, I just want to go to sleep. No no, must finish the intro to post online tomorrow. Identity… hm something to do with social inequality shaping our perceptions of others… I dunno, dunno… Shoot, I wonder if what’s going to happen with my job hunt. I wonder if Chucho can start painting again and put himself out there to sell his art. Buyers have always come to him accidentally.. or is it accidentally? Karmically? Serendipitiously? Something along those lines. Art and dreams… where do they fit in our lives? Why are we such flight-y dreamers trying to anchor ourselves down? Where are we going to move next year? Should I put the girls in the mandarin program? Maybe Granville Island is better to be close to dance classes? I do love that area. But Chucho likes it where we are. Ok, I do save money by walking everywhere and having everything so close by. Not sure about the Main school though. If I move out of the city centre, I may need a car. Darn what should I focus on with the thesis. Why are final assignments so hard… no mental energy left. I just want to read a book and eat dark chocolate. Hm… God, I’d really like a good job. Help! I wish I could study Lit. for years and years. Now, now, no regrets. I’m sure God has something else great in store for little pea-brained me. I cannot imagine. Then again, this is already great, right now. Life is what happens while we’re making other plans. Right, almost forgot that little tidbit of advice once again! Does the clock really say 1:22am?? Ok, maybe I can go to sleep now and squeeze in my intro when the baby naps tomorrow. Yah, I’ll just lie down and think about my thesis.”