My mind makes strange connections.
If you see the unreviews that I have posted, then you will see what I mean. Don’t worry, you don’t have to look. I will explain myself here.
I have what is called a butterfly mind. Like a butterfly it goes from one flower to another, never stopping, always pausing awhile before lifting off in search of another bloom. What that means is that I know a little about a lot. And when I say a little, I mean a lot. If that makes any sense.
Everything interests me. I read everything. I watch everything. I look at the world in detail. Knowing things is as of much importance to me as eating or jet-packs for kittens.
What this ultimately means is that my mind makes strange connections because…actually I don’t know why. I assume that it is because the knowledge leaks in my thinklump.
For example, I once wrote a paper about computational archaeology and the processes needed to iron out the bugs for palaeolithic sites. The paper included mentions of Braxton-Hicks, the flight of swallows and Season One of the TV show Lost. Can you see how these three things relate to the subject? This is a prime example of my mind running away with the keys to my knowledge.
My mind cross-references disparate things and then makes connections which are not always obvious but are at least logical. Ish.
Um, that is it.