It's soothing to realize that my mind's processes are inherently uncontrollable.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Usually, we find it difficult to control our mind. It seems as if our mind is like a balloon in the wind - blown here and there by external circumstances.
The hankering of the mind is irresistible.
I'm in a constant process of thinking about things.
My mind tends to operate a bit like a radar. I don't find it hard to switch off.
My mind rebels at stagnation. Give me problems, give me work, give me the most abstruse cryptogram, or the most intricate analysis, and I am in my own proper atmosphere. But I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation.
So my idea of neurotic is spending too much time trying to correct a wrong. When I feel that I'm doing that, then I snap out of it.
I don't know about you, but I find it exhilarating to see how vague psychological notions evaporate and give rise to a physical, mechanistic understanding of the mind, even if it's the mind of the fly.
Sometimes you can find peace of mind by transferring yourself to different situations. They're just reminders to stay... calm.
My mind is always racing, and always going and always working, and it's a gift and a curse.
I have a mind that never stops working. As a matter of fact, it torments me.