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Sometimes it's hard to live with someone with a mental illness.

Been thinking about my mother lately and how timing in life is always odd.

Wish I had more motivation to work on my book. Wrote thirty pages in the past year and can't get up the gumption to keep going. I am hoping things calm down in life and I get into a flow of not worrying so much about finances and what not..

I love my life, now I just need to learn how to relax...and enjoy what I have while working towards a better life, but then not stressing about it? You see the cycle, too?

Is this an anxiety thing, or do other humans looking to better themselves and world around them feel this way too?

Do I just care too much?

How does one stop thinking? Do you think so much you can't think any more? Or is there a switch that wasn't installed in my brain?

Glad it's sunny and warm outside. I'm sure it'll be the oven in hell soon though.