My Brain is Ridiculous
I swear I don't understand why my brain does the things it does half the time. One second I'll be thinking about something I need to focus in, and then I look up and 20 minutes have passed after I thought about how I might reboot the Harry Potter series as a TV show. While these derailments can be interesting (and TBH I think a TV series would allow for a lot more and better character development), they pretty much always occur when I least need them to. I would've said, "when I least want them to," but most of my derailments are pretty enjoyable. I spent a good deal of time the other day thinking about how I would make an aloo paratha pizza. Aloo Paratha is an Indian stuffed bread dish that has a potato filling. It's super tasty. The idea of using it as a base for a Pizza sounds delicious. Bread, potato, spices, and cheese on top of that?- sinful. Though I had this thought process when I probably could've been cleaning, and my partner was very confused as to what I was diagramming on a sketch pad. But this kind of shit happens to me all the time! My ability to self-control my extraneous and random thought processes is middling to poor at any given time.
Beyond the derailments, I sometimes will just randomly forget how to spell a word. I was writing an email, and I wanted to use the word "witch". My brain convinced me that was the wrong way to spell that word. I eventually had to Google it and my brain still was suspicious that "which" is the wrong way.
Sigh. For all the processing power that brains supposedly have, I feel like mine just jumps ship or does its thing more often than not. And of course, as I write this, I just started thinking about what the song of the scarecrow in The Wizard of Oz would be if he found out that the brain he got doesn't work when he wants it to. There's my illogical idea for a musical TV show spinoff of The Wizard of Oz. Sigh.
Beyond the derailments, I sometimes will just randomly forget how to spell a word. I was writing an email, and I wanted to use the word "witch". My brain convinced me that was the wrong way to spell that word. I eventually had to Google it and my brain still was suspicious that "which" is the wrong way.
Sigh. For all the processing power that brains supposedly have, I feel like mine just jumps ship or does its thing more often than not. And of course, as I write this, I just started thinking about what the song of the scarecrow in The Wizard of Oz would be if he found out that the brain he got doesn't work when he wants it to. There's my illogical idea for a musical TV show spinoff of The Wizard of Oz. Sigh.
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