3 A.M. Dam Failure (in my head)

I would like to think that my brain works sort of like a river. Information, sometimes useless, flows through it all day long. Sometimes it's really important information like "Is this pimple going to make itself available or not today?" or "Do I want a coffee or a latte this morning?" or "What time should I set my alarm in order to have time to shave my legs?" That is typically what runs through my head.

When you sleep at night, and your thoughts finally slow down I'd like to imagine there is a dam inside my brain doing it's job of retaining all of my thoughts in preparation to evenly distribute them throughout the following day. As of lately... total damn failure. We are not talking gradual seepage either. We are talking Total. Dam. Failure.
Intense floods of thoughts rushing through my head. Yup, every night around 3 a.m. I am awoken to thoughts of Europe, saving dogs, new recipes, my family, and all sorts of great ideas that I cant seem to muster back long enough to go back to sleep. So I have been having to sit-up, turn the light on, and write down my random thoughts on whatever I can find.

Like this:Then what usually happens is the next day my flooded brain spills over onto Facebook, bombarding innocent bystanders with my useless thoughts. And thus, this blog was born. Nothing special. Just an outlet for when my dam has failed and the levee has been broken.