On January 27, I officially diagnosed myself with memoir-brain.
It's kind-of like make-everything-about-me syndrome, but different. Surely my condition must be less attention-seeking, less selfish, less...unaware (here lies the issue, I fear).
Basically I use myself as a reference point for everything.
As a decidedly inactive-processor, I usually think of it as a good thing when I take the time to reflect on how any given event or topic at hand is affecting me.
But at some point, enough is enough, and I gotta quit it.
It's the classic I-watched-One-Tree-Hill-and-now-I-can't-stop-talking-like-Brooke-Davis, or a common case of Speaking In Carrie Columns after you've watched a few too many episodes of Sex and the City.
Here's to finding new ways of being an active listener and reflecting on my experiences in this world in a way that is a tad bit less consuming. Cheers!
