My brain is turning to mush
After seeing the news that the King of Saudi Arabia has died, it just dawned on me how much my brain is shrinking these past few months. I haven't read anything intellectual for a while. I haven't kept up with what's been happening in the world (I do read Newsweek and Business Week though, but mostly on economic and business stuff). I haven't written an essay nor engaged in a deep, philosophical, or critical discussion as well.
Whenever I'm in the office, my language is reduced to the usual jokes, hiritan, and fact-of-the-matter marketing jargon. My weekends have been chained to World of Warcraft, where the monotonous mouse-clicking is tolerated by the fun interaction with players worldwide.
My sister is currently studying for her GMAT test, and I tried to go through her practice materials. The questions aren't that hard actually, but the time pressure is tight, and the paragraphs are long. I'm just worried that my critical thinking skills have become dull with time and complacent.
I fear for the day that I might stop thinking - in the way that Father Dacanay or Cleofas or Ambeth has trained me to think.
Whenever I'm in the office, my language is reduced to the usual jokes, hiritan, and fact-of-the-matter marketing jargon. My weekends have been chained to World of Warcraft, where the monotonous mouse-clicking is tolerated by the fun interaction with players worldwide.
My sister is currently studying for her GMAT test, and I tried to go through her practice materials. The questions aren't that hard actually, but the time pressure is tight, and the paragraphs are long. I'm just worried that my critical thinking skills have become dull with time and complacent.
I fear for the day that I might stop thinking - in the way that Father Dacanay or Cleofas or Ambeth has trained me to think.