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I've been focused for hours now, and I have no inclination or nervous impulse toward distraction. I'm not concerned. I'm not depressed. I'm not feeling bloggy (ironic, eh?). I'm not feeling thoughtful. That's sorta it. I'm not feeling. ...
I follow my feelings. For everything. Unconsidered, uninhibited, and unguided right brain squish. That mode is me working as the person I usually am. Rush right in, create adversity for myself, then figure out what to do from there. It accounts for nearly all of my behavior. My left brain simply facilitates. Tonight, the influence of feelings and the inclination to judge or be moved is completely absent. This is an unexplained turn in my brain chemistry, and this is not a productive use of my time. 'night.
I follow my feelings. For everything. Unconsidered, uninhibited, and unguided right brain squish. That mode is me working as the person I usually am. Rush right in, create adversity for myself, then figure out what to do from there. It accounts for nearly all of my behavior. My left brain simply facilitates. Tonight, the influence of feelings and the inclination to judge or be moved is completely absent. This is an unexplained turn in my brain chemistry, and this is not a productive use of my time. 'night.