OI am a child of the 90s. Generation A.D.D.
I was just one of the overactive ones. Still cant sit still. Who would have expected that I would lead such a sedentary lifestyle? At home, sitting at a computer. At work, sitting at a computer. Drive here. Drive there. I don’t exercise enough. I spent 10 days walking through Amsterdam and lost 25 lbs. Maybe that’s a sign that I need to go back to Amsterdam.
Will the world end before I make something of myself? Would it matter to anyone?
I like to think of my self as a tinkerer or inventor… or mad scientist, even, but these titles imply that my intelligence is that of another realm; one in which logic and math combine to form the systems and devices that make our technological world turn. Yet, I lack a level of understanding that is beyond the average thomas, richard, or harris. Oh no, my mind is on par with most everone else… its just that… my mind is skewed towards the inane and simple, yet at the same time, the unmistakenly complex. I often find beauty and interest where others see the mundane. I see challenges where others see walls. I see myself as too curious for my own good. Thus, once in a great while, I put my thinking cap on, and do or make something that has no value to anyone except me, in that it is the experience of doing that provokes my mind.