2 days ago · Culture · hide

I really enjoy thinking about whatever comes into my head. Sometimes that is one or two things; more often it is 10 things. My attention ping pongs around the 10 things being thought about in parallel. Think of a man spinning plates or juggling. That is kind of like me. When the thoughts are stressful it sucks but when the thoughts are new and nuanced and interesting (even challenging but not so much to the point of distress) it is really fun. I like thinking about things, I think it is rewarding. I think sometimes I feel shame around doing this because on the outside it does look I am doing nothing. It might look like laziness or sloth or idleness. And sometimes it is that; but often there is other things going on in there. And sometimes it is distressful sure; but a lot of the times it is interesting. I have been thinking about the idea of being an “intellectual” recently. I think growing up in my household I was exposed to a certain, maybe not animosity, perhaps conceit or envy…

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