Racing a Mile a Minute

I have all these thoughts racing through my mind a mile a minute. I can't even begin to try to process each one because there are so many thoughts. And each thought is so complex and leads to another thought...I have so much to do and no time to get it all done. Because of how busy I am right now, I very rarely have time to just sit and process all that's running through my mind. The only real downtime I have is when I sleep. And that's exactly what my mind has been doing for the past two weeks. I have only gotten a few decent nights' sleep since I got home from Peru. Every other night I toss and turn all night as my mind tries to make sense of everything. If I do sleep through the nigh, the following day I'm disturbed, troubled, or confused about the dream I had. I can't seem to shake this. I'll go to bed by 11:00 and get up at 7:00 and I feel as if I'm running off of half that much sleep. I'm used to not being tired at night or getting little sleep, but this isn't the same. It's a completely restless night. It's hard then when I do get some down time to think. I'll feel so dead I end up sitting there feeling bombarded by all these thoughts. It's not only trying to process all I did in Peru. It's my classes, work, moving back to school, my future, and figuring out what God's plan is for my life. They all mesh together and many overlap and fall on each other. I find my escape in writing. But this is so big I can't even begin to start writing about all of it. So I feel trapped inside my own head with no easy way of escaping. Only once in the past two weeks has my mind been completely blank and I've felt relaxed. That was at Beverly's. As we were trying to talk though an issue, I didnt' know how to verbalize my thoughts. She tried a technique that allows my brain to sort and organize my thoughts (or something like that). I'm not sure exactly how it works. But for a moment, my mind was blank and I could relax. Before long, only one thought came to mind and that one single thought remained for about twenty minutes. When I left Beverly's and headed home, all my thoughts flooded back in.