Theme of the Week 89 – Where is the most inspiring place you have ever been? Why was it inspiring?
I’ve been mulling this one for a while today as I burn PTO to deal with the new Federal Juneteenth holiday.
I think the only place that’s ever really inspired me lately is inspiration to leave.
I think my wayfaring childhood plays a big role in that. Maybe there’s certain keys that remind me of unpleasant places I’ve landed, but I’m trying to think of somewhere
I really don’t think anything would give me positive inspiration now due to my limited eyesight. Inspiration triggered by something aside from visual stimuli seems tough. The auditory stimulations, maybe, is a route, maybe.
But the visual things I saw before I could really appreciate them might have desensitized me to things I really should appreciate.now.
Now with my vision basically gone, I don’t know that there’s anything that’s really taken me in more than a decade.
So I don’t know.
Part of the reason I’m under professional psychological care is that I think about doing risky things, knowing that there won’t be anything enthralling that comes out of it.
Most of what I think about doing is generally harmless. The things that I think about doing could be dangerous. But I don’t do any of them.
Normal people don’t have those sorts of thoughts.