About a year ago (or perhaps more?) my therapist suggested that I set up a blog to vent all of my existential crises, because I had been feeling isolated in that (once again) my thoughts had advanced past the point of normal human understanding. At first glance, that sentence makes me seem like a pompous intellectual snob, and to be truthful, I was once one. Thankfully, I discovered that intelligence (or in this particular case, hyper-awaredness) I have found, is both a gift and a curse. Great for composing a 15-page research paper, not so great for coping with everyday banality. When you tend to operate on a conceptual level that is constanty assesing reality and the fabric of society and culture, it makes it super hard to come back down and just enjoy the simple things in life - which is what I actually want out of my existence.
It's exciting and rewarding to ponder the meaning of life and the implications of an ever expanding universe - but what I really want is to turn my brain off and be able to get through a day at my temp job without wanting to throttle the people who can't follow a simple direction like "please form a single line."
Anyway, what I'm really trying to convey with this first post is that, while it may sound like I'm just whining that the rest of the world isn't as smart as I percieve myself to be, it's actually more like I wish I was as functional as the rest of humanity seems to be in this contradictory and complicated world we live in. Expect updates on my ongoing battle with existentialism (why won't you let me sleep at night!?!?), summaries of my better days if I have them, and just general wit and dry humor.
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