think about feeling like a thinker

so the myers briggs says i'm a thinker rather than a feeler. i felt all proud and logical and rational when i read that, but sometimes i wonder. most minutes of my day are governed by what i feel. overwhelmed. distracted. organized. professional. enamored. failing. disappointing.
but i keep going because i think about it. and i guess i think my way into functional behavior. so apparently i'm a thinker.
most of the time.
when i started packing today (knowing i'd be living out of those bags and boxes until september) it took all i had to just get started. where do you start in a mess of a lived-in room? i started getting ridiculously overwhelmed, but a calm and supportive best friend with dreads kept me sane and taking one step at a time.
later i tried to finish without him, and almost lost it. but then after separating and trashing and emptying and reaching a certain point of accomplishment, suddenly i was skipping around the apt again.
and i look back on the roller coaster of feelings that was my day, shake my head, and realize that i'm a thinker, because i catch myself sitting around thinking about it.
shower time.