Benefits of Total Bedlam

It's a crazy time of year.

I'm almost done with high school. I still find this to be pretty unbelievable. I don't have too much time, though, to dwell on this mind-boggling fact, because I'm caught up in the chaos of finals week. The past four exams have led me into mental exhaustion; staying up till 4 AM last night also led me to feel slightly...insane. I've been walking around like a dazed lunatic for the past 48 hours or so.

I was amazed, however, as I was cranking out skillfully written (or cleverly BS'd...same thing, right?) in-class essays for my theology exam. Somehow, miraculously, even under the influence of only two and a half hours of anxious sleep, I was coming up with perfect words. It was like suddenly I knew how to write without even trying.

I therefore came to the conclusion that my writing ability is inversely proportionate to my sanity. When I experience mental calm, composure, and levelheadedness, I cannot write very easily, nor do I want to. But, on the other hand, when my head feels like it is going to crack in two, and when I can't seem to do anything but stumble through my day like a drunken idiot, I don't want to do anything but write. For some reason, when I feel like I've lost hold of all tangible logic, I am much more able to find the right words. They drop perfectly into my mind like missing puzzle pieces that while feeling okay, I can never seem to find.

So, I developed the following formula:

Brilliant, right?

What can I conclude from all of this? Well, I think that pure chaos is absolutely nothing to be afraid of. In fact, sometimes it is even kind of fun.

Fortunately (well kind of), my life (mainly because I lead it) is insane for a good majority of the time. Who needs sanity, anyways?