Quick Thought on the Nature of Things Before My Battery Dies

It’s almost midnight and my battery is about to die. But I have to get this off my chest.

I had a therapist once point out that my perception of things — my thoughts – may not be accurate reflections of reality.

Blink blink.

THAT made me stop weeping. “Excuse me?”

“Well,” she says, “you think this person doesn’t like you. That may not be accurate.”

“But but but,” I splutter, “what about X, and Y, and Z? Do you even remember that she said Z to me?! How can that not add up to someone has finally found out what a terrible person I am and now the jig is up and everything is going to hell in a handbasket???”

The therapist shrugs in that way only Buddhists can. “Maybe the data is flawed,” she says.

This struck me as amazing. That my thoughts might be . . . inaccurate. I mean, I rely on that thing up there, you know, a lot. It tells me how much to tip the waitress and when to put my kids to bed. It got me through college SEVERAL times! And to hear that the … the data … might be … flawed…

Well. I’m just sayin’, I never really thought about that.

PS Doesn’t the brain look oddly like Thinking Guy, I believe is the title? Except more crouched over with his head in his heads and, um, no feet?  Coincidence? I think NOT!