Random ramblings of a mind damaged by years of disuse and abuse. Also a place to go to be bored to tears.
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Words to live by...
"How beautiful it is to do nothing, and to rest afterward."
(The right to looseness has been officially given)
By the way... there's a crossword at the bottom of this page
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
And how does that make you feel?
I suffer from excessive introspection. I blame my parents, of course, as anyone who has read Freud (or thinks he/she has) will, and should, do.
For most of my life, I have wondered why I do things. At first, I wondered why I did "wrong" things but that progressed to questioning my motives for doing just about anything. This can lead to total immobility in some... perhaps many... but has not, so far, prevented me from continuing to do "wrong" things or even "right" things. I still make a fool of myself at times and I still strive to improve. Unfortunately, I mostly am successful at making a fool of myself.
This tendency to engage in introspection triggered an interest in psychology and that led to an interest in why others do/did the things they do/did. In turn, this led to a curiosity about some historical figures and some historical periods.
Why only some? I have no idea... even after much soul-searching.