I have mentioned before that my mind races, seldom shuts down, when it does it is medication that causes it to.

Sometimes my problem stems from too much down time, nightime is extremely bad.  It is when echoes from the past seem to bounce around in my brain.  I seem to remember events that even those who were there cannot remember.  My youngest memory is about when I was four years old.  It was to do with a toy truck I had, my sister placed it on the heat grate from the oil furnace and it melted.

These echoes are not grudges, I do not carry those around for they will keep you in a stalemate in life.  It is just things most humans would experience and never think about it again throughout their entire life.

Even as I write this, a popular pop song is going through my mind from my youth. “Summer breeze makes me feel fine blowing through the chasms in my mind”. Only those my age and older probably will now the song.  The artist that performed it evades my memory at the time of this writing.

So, this weekend was one of those where I had alot of down time, except for Sunday with a surprise visit from my daughter most of the afternoon and evening.

I wish I knew how to cancel the echoes in my mind!

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  1. V

    Your brain sounds so much like my brain. And, since I feel like I might know that feeling, how nice of your daughter to stop by and keep you company. A welcome distraction is always a bonus!

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    1. Rethinking Scripture

      Yes, it is not very often that she doesn’t notify me first. She was alone, the grandchildren were with dad.

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      1. V

        Sometimes a girl just needs her dad. Whether he admits it or not, sometimes you just need to pop in and see your father.

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      2. Rethinking Scripture

        Yes, she still is my little and only girl!


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