Hornet’s Nest
A swarm of hornets in my mind,
Busy, as the bees they are,
Some appreciated, some unwelcome,
None satisfied, never by far.
Never have I been this buzzed by mere thoughts in my mind, but I guess there is always a first…….
Did you ever get the feeling that the vessel, that is your brain, was so full of water, that is your thoughts, that there wasn’t space for one drop? If one more miniscule droplet joined the flow, the cohesive force barely holding the surface together would finally, INEVITABLY break! That feeling…. is like looking the end in the face. Let me tell you, it sucks!
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Recently I read about the difference between bees and hornets. Bees can be vicious little creatures with their stingers and the poison… but however bad it is, you feel terrible that even after stinging you… the bee dies. Hornets, on the other hand are the mother of the species. A hornet is a type of bee that can repetitively sting you without any consequences to itself. The first thing I thought of when I read this is that my thoughts are definitely a huge swarm of furiously buzzing ,caffeinated ,aggressive Hornets. I’m also QUITE sure 99% of you all will agree.
After such a busy mind (literally busy as a bee) of course there will be issues in processing and presence of mind. Only the other day, my professor was taking attendance and having missed mine, he accused me of daydreaming. I frankly told him I was far from daydreaming…. I was SIMPLY LAGGING (The whole class could relate and I got my attendance). However this cannot do for long. When these hornets started to spill in my beautiful stress journal, I put my foot down. The result was a mind map. Boy, was that web messed up! But I’m glad it came out. I’m glad my mind is finally back to being what it was (not a lot better). If any of you ever feel like your brain is simply too full and vital information may spill out…. let me know in the comments!
Love, Ri.
