My brain’s in overdrive.

Going, going, going, going.

Finding nothing to slow it down, nothing to grab its interest long enough to brake.

Going, going, going.

This can’t be good.

I want to work, work, work. Lay hard on the gas pedal and white-knuckle the wheel.

Obstruction ahead?

I’ll plow through.

Go. Go! GO!

(Yeah, I get like this sometime. If it’s annoying to you, imagine what it’s like for me. No wonder I’m nuts, right?)

Until tomorrow…

Chloe