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Aug. 15th, 2006 01:19 pmYou would think after working as many office jobs as I have, I'd be able to make the notes I leave to myself somewhat comprehensible.
This is exactly why I communicate so poorly. I never expect anyone else, my future self included, to be on any other mental page. It always makes sense inside my head... but inside my head it stays. So, all that comes out are bits and pieces that make NO SENSE whatsoever by themselves.
I also always assume that I can randomly pick up a past conversation at any time, regardless of how much time has passed since that discussion trailed off. It never occurs to me to clue my poor listeners in to what in the hell I'm referring to, since I'm somehow expecting that they can read my mind.
There are two possible solutions, I suppose. Either I can teach myself to become more aware of the random word trails that come out of me... or you people can just learn to read my mind. Hm. I might just be lazy enough to make you go with the latter.
I think, instinctually, I'm someone who (cliched as this is) only thinks rationally from moment to moment. It's always been hard for me to picture results with any degree of accuracy. But somehow, my brain has decided that it needs to compensate for this by adding a layer of constant paranoia around itself. Rather than being able to see the most likely possibility... I see EVERY possibility. And, of course, I cling to the bad ones.
God. I'm insane. I'm just insane. There's no other explanation. When one very rational person breeds with one excessively irrational person, the result is me. Just plain crazy.
Hm. I'm kinda hungry.
This is exactly why I communicate so poorly. I never expect anyone else, my future self included, to be on any other mental page. It always makes sense inside my head... but inside my head it stays. So, all that comes out are bits and pieces that make NO SENSE whatsoever by themselves.
I also always assume that I can randomly pick up a past conversation at any time, regardless of how much time has passed since that discussion trailed off. It never occurs to me to clue my poor listeners in to what in the hell I'm referring to, since I'm somehow expecting that they can read my mind.
There are two possible solutions, I suppose. Either I can teach myself to become more aware of the random word trails that come out of me... or you people can just learn to read my mind. Hm. I might just be lazy enough to make you go with the latter.
I think, instinctually, I'm someone who (cliched as this is) only thinks rationally from moment to moment. It's always been hard for me to picture results with any degree of accuracy. But somehow, my brain has decided that it needs to compensate for this by adding a layer of constant paranoia around itself. Rather than being able to see the most likely possibility... I see EVERY possibility. And, of course, I cling to the bad ones.
God. I'm insane. I'm just insane. There's no other explanation. When one very rational person breeds with one excessively irrational person, the result is me. Just plain crazy.
Hm. I'm kinda hungry.