The not so enigmatic thoughts of Josh.
- Josh.
- Jul 27, 2017
- 3 min read
As of recent, the unusual, writing worthy things in my life seem to have died down. Just in time to give me writers block within the first six posts of my newly created blog. Typical. But don't you worry reader, my career hasn't peaked, not anytime soon at least. What this means is, that albeit the essence of this blog is for you, my humble visitors, to experience the mundane happenings of every day life from the perspective of an unknown stranger; some of my posts, by necessity, will be the nonsensical ramblings from my rarely enigmatic mind. So in it's own way, these posts will allow you to experience not only the life of a complete stranger, but also the perception of reality that I hold. Who knows, my up could be your down in a sense. Anyway. Lets get the ball rolling.
I'll begin this sub-series of my blog with just the way in which I like to process my thoughts. Like all people my brain absorbs and retains information, not very useful information but information nonetheless.
What I'm about to explain isn't in any means an outcry of uniqueness in a uniform society, in fact everybody thinks differently and all I'm going to do is explain my own process.
The way a brain works can be explained scientifically, philosophically, objectively and subjectively. I'm not a neuroscientist, or an Aristotle-level philosopher. So where does that leave me exactly? What qualifies me to speak on such a topic? Well. It's my brain, so in my own right, I'm an expert in its basic functions. I hope...
Lets start with why I enjoy writing. On a basic level, I get my words out. The way I want them to be read. But on a slightly deeper level, it gives me a sense of being, and materialises my thoughts in a way that I can categorically refer back to them. Some people have complex memories and are able to remember and recreate scenarios long past. Whilst my short term memory is what I'd like to consider above average. As a result of years of dramatic training. Only so many scripts can be read without having a positive effect on your memory... But thats another story. But unlucky for me, my long-term memory is comparable to that of a deceased goldfish. So as to level the playing field in remembering pieces of my life, important and unimportant, writing acts as my memory cache. On a deeper level still, it relieves stress that I've built up through constant mental strain brought on by University. A new factor of daily life. It may seem a bit like backwards-thinking, writing a blog to relieve my brain from writing copious amounts of essays. But in it's own way, allowing my brain to write freely on literally anything that comes to mind, is a gargantuan stress relief from the uninteresting business reports and market plans I'm currently plagued with.
I didn't intend on delving so deep into such a topic, but if this is where my writing has taken me tonight. So be it.
Readers, if you enjoyed this, I assure you that more similar ramblings will be on the way in the near future. If not? oh well. I seem to have the innate ability to ramble, and I rather enjoy it to boot. So little monologues about my thoughts on... anything really? will be on the way.
PS: On a side note, I plan to post at least 2-3 blogs a week, if not that more. Sadly University life takes a toll on my free time and I can have only so many late nights before feeling like a worm swimming in alcohol. So I hope to write to you all soon. If not, there's no need to worry, more will be on the way next week.
A word from the writer.
Josh.
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