I wrote about writing in this post. I have always been a 'not-so-bright' person ever since I was a small child. I was an active, curious, and happy child, but not bright. All through my academic years until I was 17 or 18 I have been a school dropout. My desperate mum told me one day to at least keep a diary. I rebelled against my parents in every step of the way, but for some reason I have been keeping a diary ever since I was 10 or 11. I still do - maybe once or twice a month. Sometimes I don't write for months. I have a stack of notebooks (my diaries) now.
I sometimes read them. It's particularly interesting to see the transition of my son growing up from a baby, toddler, a boy, and into a teenager. He is 17 soon.
The other good thing about keeping a dairy is you can look back at yourself sitting in your own history. As I said, I'm not very bright and I tend to forget things quite easily - good things or bad things. This means that I tend to go over the same type of worry, anger, anxiety, and quandary again and again. When this happens my thoughts and feelings don't match up, and they just go all over the place. That's when I turn to my diaries (as well as to my friends). Then I know why, what, when, who, which, and how things happened and settled down. This all clears my head.
Why don't you try to write? Write just anything like you are given a blank canvas.
These sticks of salami are presents from a friend of mine who's been to Spain, and this, actually, is my supper. Can't be bothered to cook today. Just salami, slices of nice sourdough bread, and olives, plus nice Spanish wine - Tempranillo.