Where you going with this?

I'm not exactly sure what is on my mind right now at this moment. Something is because the wheels are turning so fast that I have a thought and before I can process that thought another thought comes racing in and than they get all jumbled together and I say things like "go comb your teeth and brush your hair! And don't forget to change all of your milk and drink your underwear!"
When I get so jumbled up like that I need to write; whether it be my story, my blog, my journal or my email I NEED to write! SOMETHING!!!
It does work well when I'm in the middle of a story and I get another one running through my head and than another and than another and I have four freight trains zipping through my head. The difference ( yes there is a difference!) is when I have stories flying through my head they stay straight, on the right track, never getting mixed up! Unlike everyday thought about combing teeth and brushing hair!
Why is that?
No seriously why is that? Anyone? Please?
I have a theory would you be interested in hearing it? (Sure you would or you would be here right now!)
My theory is that I have 2 main tracks, decisions and everyday thought, in my head. Everytime I think of a new story my track multiplies!
Yes, my track multiplies so that the new story has something to run on. The more stories I think of, the more my tracks multiply, pushing the two original tracks (my everyday thoughts and my decisions) over to the side, that eventually my thoughts and decisions are running on the edge of their tracks merging into one because there is no room. Which makes it hard for me to have a complete thought. (Hence go comb your teeth and brush your hair! Although technically brush your hair makes senses except in my house hold because we all come our hair!)
Now that one train has unloaded, (by me writing) I can go and work on a story or whatever, and it won't feel so crazy up there.
There you have it folks, a glimpse at how my brain functions.
Has it always been like this?
Nope, I think it got worst as I got older! (or I just didn't notice it as much as I do now!)
I know it defiantly got screwy when I started having babies.