Thursday, June 30, 2022
I find things where I wasn’t looking, when I wasn’t looking, because I was looking for something else.
Rummaging through a kitchen gadget drawer, scouring internet searches to find the on-point information or quotation I’m looking for in that moment – and then I find something else, and I’m off down a different thought stream or waterfall!
I expect that straying off track happens for everyone. I’m coming to better understand that when other people are travelling down parallel streets in a well-ordered way, I’m the hub of a wheel trying to explore every spoke because each looks, albeit briefly, like a road wanting wear.
Pathways to better understanding are curvy bump-filled roads with distracting hazards.
I’m feeling better through heightened awareness, but I’ll be better with drugs/therapy.
Case in point, I was discussing life issues in general and ‘things of which we are proud,’ I realized the things I’m most proud of in my life that made significant differences or made the world better for someone, and some that continue to have impact, are known to few.
While I don’t feel a compelling urge to tell the world, I was going down that spoke of the wheel I rarely travel. Soon I was in the zone – I’d been talking about it, telling that story, for about a half-hour filled with energy, crystal clear memory and enthusiasm. Sure, it’s probably the byproduct of a disorder, but more likely a symptom of reordering some things.
Has anyone asked you what you are most proud of in life?
Surely you know, but do you tell anyone?
Tell someone, tell your story.
Tell someone, tell me.
Well that was fun!, LG, Calgary, AB
You lost me at “LAMB KNEES”, RH, Calgary, AB