I am probably not the kind of person who should ever just be left to her own devices. More importantly, I am not the type of person who should have hours to while away, ungainfully employed and with nothing but peace and quiet - oftentimes downright solitude - to dwell in. Because, with the cogs and wheels turn in my brain, thoughts tumble and some long forgotten nugget of reasoning gets exposed, only to be worried at - like a dog with a bone.
I can see why I was attracted to psychology; after all, it is just the way my mind works. And while applying for jobs may occupy so much of my time every day, it is not nearly enough. Instead, I spend perhaps an hour a day making myself sound like the ideal candidate for the job in research/human resources/technology/&etc... not nearly enough time to quell an active imagination. Or to stop me from picking at the thread of thought, perhaps once abandoned for a while, but yet again, it gets picked up again once the boredom sets in.
I know, I know - a life unexamined is not a life worth living. But, perhaps, a life spent under the microscope is not necessary the healthiest way to move forward. Rumination may just lead to repetition, or worse case scenario, may lead to being stuck in a rut. No drive forward; just spinning the wheels and getting nowhere fast. These are the thoughts that sometimes haunt me in the in-between hours.
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