I am a mess when it comes to most things. No matter how hard I try I can never keep anything in order. People who know me don’t understand how I haven’t fallen to the pressure of trying to turn my life around and clean it up. The thing is I have tried and I have failed. This would be the point where I would quote Yoda to myself with, “Do or do not. There is no try.” However, I kept doing, and after a while, I noticed it wasn’t working so I stopped. Yoda’s wise words did not work for me.
I have attempted to explain to both my friends and parents the fact that I understand that my life is messy, but I don’t feel the need to clean it up. I like the chaos my life has become because it is a chaos I am accustomed to and probably would feel empty without. It is a mindset that, even though it is probably making my life harder, allows me to understand what is happening around me.
As Albert Einstein, a famous yet messy theoretical physicist, once remarked, “If a cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind, of what, then, is an empty desk?” If you look at my desk (picture below) you will see a prime example of what he means by a cluttered desk correlating to a cluttered mind.
My desk is covered with things ranging from my aunt’s old chemistry textbook to my Doctor Who comic-books and binders full of random papers to wood shavings. Each has its own reason for being on my desk. The picture you see is actually the cleanest my desk has been for months, and the only reason that is is that I had to work on a project that required adequate space and haven’t had the proper time to re-clutter it.
My mind has a similar layout and, as I have heard people say, I have too many tabs open at once. In my head, I am always thinking about too many things at once, which might screw people up, but it works for me. A common thing that happens to me is I’ll start to mix up English, Polish, and German in my brain voice. Funny thing is that it's a perfect flow and doesn’t sound choppy until I fully notice it. I’ll never notice how much my brain is working until it comes up with something that is more important than the prominent thoughts.
Looking deeper, I believe there is a physiological reason for why I like to have a messy and cluttered life. It has to do with the fact that if I am given proper time and space to think I would delve into the parts of my brain that scares me. I would start to think and remember things that I shoved deep down. Though this is not healthy, my lifestyle has reflected, what I believe to be, my physiological needs.
I have attempted to explain to both my friends and parents the fact that I understand that my life is messy, but I don’t feel the need to clean it up. I like the chaos my life has become because it is a chaos I am accustomed to and probably would feel empty without. It is a mindset that, even though it is probably making my life harder, allows me to understand what is happening around me.
As Albert Einstein, a famous yet messy theoretical physicist, once remarked, “If a cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind, of what, then, is an empty desk?” If you look at my desk (picture below) you will see a prime example of what he means by a cluttered desk correlating to a cluttered mind.
My desk is covered with things ranging from my aunt’s old chemistry textbook to my Doctor Who comic-books and binders full of random papers to wood shavings. Each has its own reason for being on my desk. The picture you see is actually the cleanest my desk has been for months, and the only reason that is is that I had to work on a project that required adequate space and haven’t had the proper time to re-clutter it.
My mind has a similar layout and, as I have heard people say, I have too many tabs open at once. In my head, I am always thinking about too many things at once, which might screw people up, but it works for me. A common thing that happens to me is I’ll start to mix up English, Polish, and German in my brain voice. Funny thing is that it's a perfect flow and doesn’t sound choppy until I fully notice it. I’ll never notice how much my brain is working until it comes up with something that is more important than the prominent thoughts.
Looking deeper, I believe there is a physiological reason for why I like to have a messy and cluttered life. It has to do with the fact that if I am given proper time and space to think I would delve into the parts of my brain that scares me. I would start to think and remember things that I shoved deep down. Though this is not healthy, my lifestyle has reflected, what I believe to be, my physiological needs.
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| Albert Einstein's desk after death |
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| My desk(surprisingly clean) |
Personally I also enjoy keeping things a little cluttered since for some strange reason I remember where things are better when it's messy then when it's clean. One thing I've found that helps is just cleaning small areas at a time. This helps me make a slower transition so that I'm not constantly forgetting or misplacing things, and makes the task seem a lot more manageable.
ReplyDeleteSo as I scrolled down to the pictures I saw the first one and went "Whoa, Julie has a CHALKBOARD behind her desk??" LOL and then I scrolled further and read the captions and understood. My brain is definitely already on vacation.
ReplyDeleteI have been working on trying to get a chalkboard in my room. It's one of my many goals before I head off to college.
DeleteI am also a proud participant of the hurricane lifestyle. I cannot keep my stuff in order, and honestly trying just stresses me out. I'm almost a college-age guy and if it hasn't killed me yet, I don't foresee that changing all that much. Onward, fellow messy peeps!
ReplyDeleteMy mother can definitely relate to this. She constantly has a messy car, but in the long run it actually helps us. If its cold out and we have to sit outside for an hour to watch a baseball game, chances are a blanket will be lying around in that car somewhere. For this reason, my family can appreciate the fact that our minivan looks like a train wreck.
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