Oh, for a quiet mind...

I just finished reading Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. It wasn't quite what I expected, but I rather enjoyed it. One thing I could really, really relate to is her quest for a quiet mind. Ever had one of those days (or nights) when you could not relax your mind, no matter what you did? I was very tired last night and I didn't even open a book to read - not one line! - I didn't even take my glasses out of my bag. That's unusual for me! I just wanted to go to sleep - the dogs were even quiet. And do you think I could get my thoughts to stop flitting from one thing to another? No. Not for a couple of hours. I think a racing mind is even more tiring than a day of manual labor. I am a world-class worrier, which I know is a big part of my problem, but nothing seems to work when I try to calm my churning thoughts down. Not even praying - and I do that alot.

I was doing okay with a much calmer mind this morning - but by the time I got into the office and sat down at my desk to make my daily to do list, zing! my brain was going a hundred miles an hour again, to the point that I wasn't done with one simple task before I started working on another or thinking about the next one, making trips to the back room and coming back empty-handed because I forgot why I went back there. It's been a productive day so far, but I Wasn't really able to concentrate until after I'd eaten a turkey sandwich for lunch. Any possibility that too much caffeine and not enough breakfast had something to do with this?