D and M (not quite as fun as S and M, but I take what I can get)
So I've been making lists as to all the different ways I'm crazy... I ran out of paper and so had to start on the wall (way number 358). I've decided that my biggest problem is that I can't seem to live in the freaking moment--no matter how funny, or cool, or wonderful, or whatever something is, my mind is always elsewhere, tainted, thinking of how I'm cold or how I sort of have to pee. Due to this constant feeling of being jipped, I always have to push the limits, looking for new experiences, new cheap thrills, hopefully without damaging my brain (or any other part of me, for that matter) TOO badly. It's beyond curiosity--it's a compulsion. I'm chasing dragons right from the get-go.
Not to mention all the ways I'm "clinically" crazy... but what do doctors know, anyway? What with their "degrees" and "education" and "expert opinion"... pshaw....
Thus I've decided to go on a D and M (deep and meaningful) quest. Which basically means I'm trying to get all my friends to unload their innermost secrets upon me and admit all the ways they believe they're insane that keep them up at night. It may seem like a highly personal topic to be interviewing people on--and it is--but if there's one thing I've learned from my (brief) stint as a journalism student it's that people love to talk about themselves. That, and if you sit quietly for long enough, they'll eventually become uncomfortable and attempt to fill the silence, often confessing things they initially intend to confess. Aren't journalists evil?
And no, I'm not going to sit there and analyze and criticize and mentally attack these people. Really, I just want to know what goes on in everybody else's head, and maybe it can prove some explanation about what goes on in mind. Furthermore, if I want to be a novelist, this is a great way to get some character inspiration. And of course, I'd be willing to match any secrets they divulge, it's only fair that way.
I wonder if I think too much. That's a lie--I KNOW I think to much. But what can I do? I have the worst case of insomnia I've ever seen (in my many years as an experienced insomnia monitor?) and there's only so long you can daydream before you start to forget what actually happened and what is all in your head (so instead you get to concentrate on exactly what IS all in your head, and how it's fucking you up as we speak). Maybe it's an only child thing. I spent so much time alone and in my own worlds as a kid without anyone there to rope me back into reality, I kind of forgot that the rest of the world steps out of their heads and into their lives once in a while.
Not to mention all the ways I'm "clinically" crazy... but what do doctors know, anyway? What with their "degrees" and "education" and "expert opinion"... pshaw....
Thus I've decided to go on a D and M (deep and meaningful) quest. Which basically means I'm trying to get all my friends to unload their innermost secrets upon me and admit all the ways they believe they're insane that keep them up at night. It may seem like a highly personal topic to be interviewing people on--and it is--but if there's one thing I've learned from my (brief) stint as a journalism student it's that people love to talk about themselves. That, and if you sit quietly for long enough, they'll eventually become uncomfortable and attempt to fill the silence, often confessing things they initially intend to confess. Aren't journalists evil?
And no, I'm not going to sit there and analyze and criticize and mentally attack these people. Really, I just want to know what goes on in everybody else's head, and maybe it can prove some explanation about what goes on in mind. Furthermore, if I want to be a novelist, this is a great way to get some character inspiration. And of course, I'd be willing to match any secrets they divulge, it's only fair that way.
I wonder if I think too much. That's a lie--I KNOW I think to much. But what can I do? I have the worst case of insomnia I've ever seen (in my many years as an experienced insomnia monitor?) and there's only so long you can daydream before you start to forget what actually happened and what is all in your head (so instead you get to concentrate on exactly what IS all in your head, and how it's fucking you up as we speak). Maybe it's an only child thing. I spent so much time alone and in my own worlds as a kid without anyone there to rope me back into reality, I kind of forgot that the rest of the world steps out of their heads and into their lives once in a while.