Vic Probably

Notes From A Simple Mind

…and then my brain broke and words started spilling out… I started creating because I reached a point where I didn’t want to keeping watching words turn in circles in my head, I started writing because I wanted to get the thoughts out, I wanted to talk but really talk, just talk and talk, I move through this world in silence mostly lost in thoughts and for some reason I reached a point where the words just wanted to come out. I’ve never been very good with speaking, I’ve always kept a journal and have a habit of throwing out these journals every time my life changes direction, these journals aren’t written to be read so there’s no real attachment to them, this one however is different this one I’ve written to be read, because this time I need to share these thoughts, these words, and if only one person ever reads these words then I’ve had the conversation I needed to have, my head is always too full, and so I write. I’ve always been a thinker and a searcher, sometimes I entertain the idea that the questions “why?” and “how?” were invented specifically for my mind, they weren’t, I know this, but that’s ok anyway I can pretend. I do have my action moments but for the most part I sit and stare at walls and think and get lost in my imaginings. I have a habit of picking a random topic and researching it in depth until I’ve learned something or I’ve thought of something else to research, this is just for my own personal enjoyment, just because it’s fun, I’ve filled up many hours like this, I have no problem with solitude, time is very easy to spend. Learning and growing have always been important to me and I get a kick out of searching and discovering, I basically live in a maze of undiscovered knowledge. Finding a new thing to learn is like finding treasure in the gardens of someone else’s mind, it’s wonderful. All of this may make me sound like a very smart person, I’m not, I’m basically a stupid person with a curious mind and, to be fair, my curiosity isn’t used for making me any smarter it is used for the simple pleasure of knowing, I’ve not achieved anything amazing with the information I find, sometimes I forget it as soon as I’ve read it, I just like knowing stuff and my mind has been on many wonderful journeys through this maze of knowledge, sure I’m not a smart person by education standards but I am a curious one and I’m ok with that, I quite like it actually.