Talking, talking, talking

Tonight, I have found myself filled with words. It's as if I cannot stop talking. If something can be expressed in 10 words, I'll use 20. I don't know what is making me so verbose. I worry that it is not going to stop and I will talk myself into circles.

I talked to my sister (who was supposed to be in bed) and could not finish the conversation; I had one more thing to say - more than once. I talked with my professor about a student who I am worried about. I only painted with broad strokes and ended up missing some essential bits of information. My answer to this issue was to email her clarification. The answer to too many words was more words.

I think I've dipped into the obsessive part of myself...or I am experiencing some type of post-Parent Teacher Conference reaction. I hope that it changes for tomorrow. Or, I could be in trouble.