#randomfeeling

It's a pleasure to subject yourself to different kinds of feeling, by being with different people, even if it accounts to "sleeping around". Ah, who cares.

The constant bickering of the same emotion is a thing that gave me headaches every single day of my life, until ...

until, I discovered madness. I stumbled upon the idea of talking with different kinds of people. Unless, you talk or read or listen, nothing is going into your head. You need to take notice. Or, you'll become one aloof soul; which I must say is bad as bad can be.

So, stop reading this sh*t and ... go out. Get some fresh air. Smell a rose. Talk to your neighbor. If it's some person you hate, go take a walk, and talk to the next person.

#slowingdown

Are you downing more than what you can chew? Why not slow down? Why not take one thing at a time and be more productive? I think it'll do you more good than you think.

See, multitasking is not for everyone. If you're saying that you're a multitasker and most of your work gets done badly or incompletely, then we'll have to doubt the case in point. If you think about it, actually slowing down may give you more time and at the end of the day, you'll have more things done.

You'll see that your to-do lists are getting done more easily that you'd ever thought!

#earwormsong

I've got this stuck in my head. That song is Anoushka Shankar & Karsh Kale's is Sea Dreamer [Feat Sting] (listen) from  Breathing Under Water.

What would you do when you got something stuck in your head? What crosses my mind is a dialogue from A Beautiful Mind.

Dr. Rosen: You can't reason your way out of this!

John Nash: Why not? Why can't I?

Dr. Rosen: Because your mind is where your problem is in the first place!

A Beautiful Mind

You and me have been here, at least once.

In the Seinfeld episode "The Jacket", George complains that he has the song "Master of the House" from Les Miserables "stuck in his head". (At the end of the episode, Elaine's father is shown humming the tune, which implies that the earworm is contagious.) Jerry tells George that the composer Robert Schumann went mad because he had had one note stuck in his head.


(source: reference.com)


I'd have to believe as, in the eternal "It'd pass" line. My sole consolation for a while until the brain passes onto munching on better stimulus.