It is now 11.43pm... Tired... Just got back home only about 43 mins ago... My head is just spinning with an onslaught of never-ending thoughts, bits and pieces, a cacophony of images and sounds and sights and feelings. It's like a broken TV in my head that I just can't turn off no matter how hard I try. The human mind is supposed to be able to filter 90% of unnecessary information at any single time, whether they originate from the external senses or the internal thought processes. The rationale is simple - too much information and the human mind breaks. My filtering is probably down to 85% tonight, and even then it's driving me up the wall. Work...classes... meetings... deadlines... vetting for exams... coordinator for UHB 2422... Marks... Adel's not feeling well... Salmah's coming down with flu... swimming... gym... Ikea... Social benchmarking... consolidation of solidarity...friend's husband's a jerk... need time for herself... why can't men understan...
The life and lessons of a Kiwi Kuda Kepang lost in the homeland of his forefathers