It occurred to me not particularly long ago that I think too much.
Well, maybe not too much, but a lot. Like, A LOT.
And of course I only feed this by reading anything I can get my hands on. I love nothing more than reading random articles on Wikipedia, which leads me to other articles, websites, and information. And I wonder why people label me as a nerd. Pft.
Anyway. It also occurred to me that all this thinking might not be normal. I know plenty of people who just don't think about things other than the daily occurrences of their daily lives. Or at least, I assume they don't, from what I've observed (See what I mean? Who goes around "observing" people?? Me, apparently).
Which leads me to an article I found one day, about "highly sensitive" people. In other words, people who feel too much, think too much about things, take too long to recover from stupid things. In other words, people like me.
So, because I think too much (have I mentioned that enough?) I, of course, spend much of my time thinking about how to "fix" myself; how to basically become better (yeah, I'm a perfectionist too). Anyway, I discovered something.
Now I'm someone who believes that everything happens for a reason. And I've come to the conclusion that whatever caused me to become this highly sensitive person coincided perfectly with me growing up with a love for reading, and then, later, writing. Because without being such a sensitive, thinking creature, I don't think there would have been any way that I would have been able to write with such fervor and about the subjects I do. I wouldn't be able to see the depth of things that I do see, and wouldn't be able to share them with the world.
Because the things that I say in writing are things that I can't accurately process in my own mind. There's too much going on up there, but they're good, deep things, and when I can focus on just one of those things through writing, I can make sense of it, and make sense of myself.
So I thank God for writing, for my over-processed brain, and for the fact that I am complete with both.
Just some thoughts.
~Dale B.
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