ChapterZero

Life for me has degenerated into a disconnected jumble of hyperlinks. I can’t seem to find anything to do except jump around from thinking of one thing to another. Actually, I’ve been like this for a long while now– since high school– but now it’s past the point where it only marginally affects my outward performance. Take today for example: I spent way too much time on the computer, which made me late in leaving for school, so I got to school 15 minutes late. In the process of hurrying to leave, I ended up not typing the names of my group members on our paper, which I was editing– that will be like 20 points off knowing how anal the grader can be (I wrote them in). Then I get to school, only to realize that I forgot my wallet; so I’ll be hungry all day– no breakfast, no lunch, and probably no dinner until after 6. Once at school, I suddenly remember I have stuff to copy for work, and the professor of my third class of the day canceled it on account of his being out of town. After my second class, I walk all the way to my third class only to remember I don’t have class today. I walk to the library only to realize: my wallet has all my money, and the copy card in it… Point being, I jump from thought to thought without connecting the dots; there are holes in my continuum, and I think they’re only getting larger; the buffer we all have that stores up information that will be relevant in a few minutes, seems to be shot in me. My father’s family has a history of Parkinson’s, and my maternal uncle is bipolar. Add it all up: I’m screwed.

Possibly relevant posts:

• Encounter of the annoying kind (10/22/2006)
• Simply annoying (9/10/2008)
• Banking and Rolling (10/31/2003)