I wonder if this is something that happens to other people: my mind is overbooked. Thoughts are occupying every nook and cranny inside that brain of mine and I don’t seem to be able to concentrate on one of them. It’s annoying, because now none of the thoughts will get out of the way. They all need my proper and undivided attention. Should I meditate? At least I managed to write a poem. That’s something. I know I just need to start and get organized, but I just can’t seem to make myself. I’m a horrible person.