For good measure

Another post for the day.
I never thought I would do two posts, in fact it seems I've been so busy lately I can barely do one.
Well, I suppose maybe its good for making up for lost time.
Tonight on my ride home from work I did a lot of thinking about things. There seems to be a habit with really being truthful with myself while I'm driving. You would think that this would be the last place to think considering the chances of wanting to drive off a cliff. Either way, that never happens maybe due to lack of cliffs in the prairie lands of Minnesota and I've come to the conclusion that I'm sick of thinking. Down right just want to lay in my bed for a while and sit without thinking a single thing. Not even recognizing that I'm breathing.
Honestly, its probably the lack of alcohol. Tonight when I came home I did everything I possibly could to not drink and still I sit and I'm horribly restless. It's weird. After going through old papers and finally throwing old things that I've kept for way too long I sat on my bed bored and now with a lack of load. I need to do a post for my own peace of mind almost.
I think its hard, but eventually you have to come to the conclusion to love being restless. It's been a hard struggle for me. Sometimes I guess you fall in that grey area. Not really doing anything and not really going anywhere any time soon. Tonight, I'm learning to live with it and most importantly to really grasp that its a great thing.