This blog is good for me. I think a lot, and I need a place to source it to. For some reason my brain goes to the difficult emotions. It's the concepts of them that get me. I like to know how things work, why they do what they do. Why people act one way, and why we tend to always err on one side of emotion.
It'd be pretty great if there were a stomach pump for my brain. A brain pump is probably the correct term. Something that would stop me from thinking. I need that occasionally. It's an act of congress to get me to hit the off switch on my head. Fun isn't as fun when it's analyzed as much as I tend to do it. I find myself taking a situation that I'm supposed to enjoy and mutilating it with thought and emotion.
I hate it, sort of. But thinking a lot helps me too. I can problem solve like no man's business. That doesn't mean I enjoy it, though. But I can do it. I can stretch my brain better than most, at the price of social awkwardness and perpetual boredom. I'm not sure if I would trade, though. I think it's a balance, though. One is not better than the other. Both have pluses, and minuses, and that separation makes us.
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