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So many days I wake up from a dream and experience a short period of time where I don’t know if I am conscious or unconscious. This is a weird, hazy moment for me but I don’t only feel it at 6:00am every morning. No. I feel it multiple times a day, and sometimes multiple days in a week. The feeling isn’t a bad feeling per say, but it is a peculiar feeling at the least. Actually, the word for it is: confusing.

Disclaimer: This may or may not contain any answers to any gigantic question, and could possibly turn out to be simply confusing (much like this video)

I took one of those character strength quizzes (and I even read a book on character strengths… but that is a story for another time) and turns out that my top character strength is futuristic. This is a blessing because it means that I can daydream for hours on end, but at the same time it is a curse because I always have a million thoughts in my head at one time-and I am not even aware of the subconscious thoughts that I have. I’ve noticed that whenever a person feels overwhelmed with thoughts, that person grows anxious and nervous and uneasy. Then, out of those hundreds of thousands of thoughts that the brain is processing, none get processed completely due to the sheer volume that each is consuming within the brain’s capacity.

Hmm. So when I am scatterbrained and thinking about a million things at once (cough cough when I am not focused) that is where my darkest moments of confusion linger. Therefore, in this society where everything was meant to be achieved yesterday, how does a single human being survive processing infinite amounts of information? Without going insane? Maybe the correct answer isn’t out there somewhere in the vortex of Google, but the video below did a pretty great job of shifting my attention from futuristic and confused to present and amused.

 
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