weird

Lately

been thinking about my psychology. My own

Conclusion: I'm scatterbrained.
Like, way too frequently than the level of social acceptance.

The longer I work as a server, the more this solidifies in me. To print a customer's bill, I have to enter the total amount into the POS system. Often I look at the number, say $46.53, and remember it as $34 or something completely without reason. It's not even worth pointing out that I can't memorize all 4 digits at once.

When I check the clock, it's as if I go through the motion of turning to look at the clock and turn back to my work, only to realize that I have no idea what the clock said.

I was working on a physics question "What is the distance traveled by the plane in the first second of its run?" I stared at this for a good 30 seconds trying to decipher the meaning of "first second." First second? First and then second? What does that have anything to do with this problem................OH. First second, like seconds in an hour. OH.

Am I cognitively impaired? Or just inattentive. I don't know but this is the reality of my existence. Do I embody what my peers call "hopelessly stupid"?

I really don't know. But
I think I am a body that runs on pure intuition.
When I'm inspired, I produce. Great things. Art is done by intuition. Never forced, it kind of just makes itself--like war in reverse, just falls into place.

I feel a lot. And intuitively run off with ambition. When I feel the colors start to vibrate I let them run, run away and I chase after them. (Bloc Party fans anyone?) Music feeds its energy.