EDIT: This post was not supposed to say "The Myster" but I kind of like it. So it's staying. It seems like a combination of mystery and oyster. Which makes me think of shellfish versions of Sherlock Holmes... Oh dear I really do need more sleep, don't I?
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I've realized something about me that is probably different from most people. Well this one thing among many, of course. When I'm zoning out I think about dialogues and monologues. I create characters and plot lines in my head. I don't write down most/almost all of it because most of the ideas wouldn't hold up in a play. I've been starting to write down the good bits that my mind spews out, but sometimes it's hard to see if it will ever amount to anything.
It's weird to think about how I think compared to how other people think. Maybe everyone does this. I've never been other people haha
I should be choosing an essay topic for my Philosophy class right now...instead I seem to be philosophizing about the way my mind works. I should be thinking about the state of nature instead.
If I could write essays as fast as I type blog posts or send skype messages to my friends I'd have those 1500 words all done in no time.
Anyway, through a series of odd events I sprained my ankle and I haven't fenced for a week. I intended to go to practice tomorrow but I don't think it's such a good idea...
Mer mer mer. I'll go work or sleep now.
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