Eureka! I have finally come up with the perfect description on how my mind compartmentalizes everything in my life. I'm calling it the Mini Storage Mind.
Everyone knows about mini storage: those places which have various sized storage spaces from the very tiny lockers to the rather large outdoor places that tenants rent in order to store their excess paraphernalia. It occurred to me last night as I was falling asleep that this is how my mind works.
Each event, aspect, person, issue, etc. in my life all have their own storage space inside my head. When I'm kept busy, all those doors are rolled down and locked because I just don't have time to deal with these things. It's how I'm able to keep teaching even when I feel like ass. I just shut that crappy feeling behind a door and lock it. But the second that I have a free moment, the doors roll up in order for me to peruse the information behind the door. There is just so much history hidden behind each of those doors in my mind. Some of the stockpiled data is over 40 years old, others are only hours, days, weeks, or months old. I can't always control which doors open and which don't, but there are times that I purposely open the door and peer at whatever is hiding there. Sometimes, I wander into the "Cancer" storage space and think about what my future options might be. Occasionally, I find myself walking through my "High School" unit and the mostly fond memories I had of my 4 years at St. Thomas Aquinas. Sadly, there's one storage unit (the "My Mr. Darcy" unit) that no matter how impregnable a lock I
place on the door, the door slams open the second I have a free moment. It's a near constant perusal of miles and miles of, equally, joyful and painful 4 and a half
year old memories. That unit is the bane of my existence.
What I need is a mental episode of Storage Wars. Okay, technically I have never seen this show but have heard enough about it to get the basic gist. I need buyers who are interested in purchasing the baggage that exists in some of my units so I can do a complete house clearing. Unfortunately, that's unrealistic, so I'll just go in search of bigger locks to keep some of the doors that I don't really need to look at closed. Much as I loved having 2 months off over the summer with nothing do it, that time wreaked havoc in my Mini Storage Mind.
Ooooh, where can I get my hands on an impenetrable lock like this one? |
8 comments:
Very nice. I like the concept, but my mind is more like a cluttered desk.
Hey, whatever works for you.
Hey, stop cursing at me. You used the "W" word on me.
Which one - "whatever" or "works". :-D
Ahhhh...you said it again. The one that rhymes with jerk.
Which brings up a good point. It's 11:15 on a Friday - shouldn't you be wo... ummm... doing that thing that pays you some sort of currency?
I am...but I'm also surfing the web a bit. I get out in another 40 minutes. Half day. Woo-hoo!!!
I cleared out my storage years ago. Now all I have are cobwebs.
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