For example, today I was reminded that the way I process stuff is by talking about it. I know that. It’s always been the case. But I temporarily forgot…

I started the day all moody and up in my head. Despite my best efforts, I couldn’t shake the obnoxiously over-analytical thoughts that kept creeping into my brain. Then I went to a coffee shop and spent an hour catching up with one of my awesome Seattle friends that I haven’t seen since February.

Just the process of telling her what was up with me and what I was doing cleared up the mental storm clouds that had been hovering around all morning. I’ve spent the rest of the day still exhausted and wanting to nap, but so much less anxious and unable to focus.

It’s pretty freaking cool to have friends to talk to like that.