Hello, welcome to my morning. It's been interesting and panic filled so far.

I hope you don't mind my telling of this. I seem to annoy a lot of people when I relay information.

I think that writing is the distraction I need this morning.

I woke up about an hour ago, bouncing out of bed. It seems my body was coiled waiting for action. Keep in mind that over my lifetime I always woke much earlier and with a purpose every morning.

Get up, get clean, then drag myself to work. Every day I did this. It's called muscle memory.

I raced out of bed and lumbered to the kitchen as fast as my not quite awake brain would let me.

It was a bit foggy inside. I looked around impatiently for whatever I was looking for.

My body was still coiled. My mind wasn't reacting well to this. I didn't realize it just then but

I could mentally feel the panic setting in. I paced back and forth a couple times, focusing on nothing in particular. The more I paced the faster I got and the more I looked.

I could feel my brain warming up and starting to spin the thoughts around.

I've often described them as spinning around inside my head, not quite being able to get out.

I finally, after much time and pondering have a more precise description.

My thoughts are spinning. The pattern is not random. I am a linear thinker.

Even though they are spinning in a circle, they are still going in a straight line.

My thoughts are spinning as if they were in a centrifuge.

A very fast spin cycle centrifuge.

I think it would be easier with the random pattern. I could scoop them up with a bucket.

With a centrifuge, you can't use a bucket. You have to snap your hand out there

grab a memory on the fly and then pull it back in without disturbing others.

For a good visual example, stand up straight in any large sized room. Now image the tumbler of a commercial clothes drying machine is lowered around you, stopping at head height.

You are looking directly into the centrifuge. You are looking at all of your thoughts and memories. The basket begins to spin, slowly at first but increasing speed dramatically.

Any direction you turn, your thoughts are in front of you trying to fly away with the centrifugal force pushing them and spinning at the same time. Stick your hand in there. Be quick and precise.

Pull up 1966.

And this is only the first five minutes.