Me, myself and I

My thoughts are all over the place today, difficult to concentrate on anything.

It's like me and my brain are two separate entities (bit like Homer Simpson and his brain) - I'm telling my brain to stop planning because it's not yet the time for that, but my brain blatantly ignores me and plans anyway. It's like telling a teenager to take out the trash - "yeah, yeah, I'll just finnish this one more thing...". I'm trying to distract it with work and the cool things we could do if we bought a Robosapien - but it's not really helping, stubborn thing.

I was thinking today while standing in the queue in the post office how difficult it is to change habits. For me, planning to the degree of obsession is in the core of me, and I find it extremely difficult to stop it, at any time - even when I'm supposed to be relaxing, let alone when I'm stressed. My therapist once said that I should consider it as a strength - and I try to... sometimes I just wonder if the benefits are ever worth the misery it sometimes causes me.