Over the past couple of years, I've gone into a bit of a more withdrawn "fortress of solitude" mode as I figure shit out. A lot of that has to do with religion. I was raised (which is a polite way of saying indoctrinated) to be Roman Catholic as a child and my family was pretty hardcore about it. I didn't question it too much until high school
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I grew up with James Randi's books in the house and always available. I remember reading "Flim-Flam!" in my late pre-teen years and thinking how brave he was in his unshakable criticism of people who are nothing more than very highly paid con-artists. James Randi is one of my childhood heroes.
Even then, I'm still superstitious. I've got a handle on it by accepting that though there's no factual basis, it's just something my brain does. I allow myself the indulgence as long as it's benign. F'rinstance - I don't think that I will ever be able to read a fortune before I eat the cookie. It's just wrong.
It's like you quoted - "always seeing patterns in things that aren't there."
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