Effectively, our brain is starved for more dopamine so it has no interest in working on something that doesn’t provide that dopamine by being urgent or interesting or somehow tickling our brain.
One of the MAJOR things currently filling this #neurospicy#freelancer with unexpectedly delicious #JOMO vibes, is not having to join the sensory nightmare merry-go-round hellscape of office / agency Christmas parties this year! #ADHD
Can I get a whooohooo?! 🤩
Switched up my regular coffee ☕️ order from the Algerian place on Old Compton Street - this week we will be brewing “Vietnamese Dragon 🐉 Balls” at breakfast. 😝😂
“Nothing. You began as nothing and you will end as nothing. And in between—everything, and nothing. In between—joy and sorrow, beauty and decay. Everything yours to partake of yours to bear. Yours to see, to know, to give birth to—and to let go. None of it yours to have.
Not even you are yours to have.
You belong to a wholeness so great you cannot even conceive of it. No, it is not a belonging; nothing owns you. You are simply part of it. You came out of it, and you will return to it. You do not ever leave it; you are part of it forever. And this is your moment to be alive.”
This poem—by Marcia Falk—found me in the Synagogue today and gripped me. If only we could tune into that unperceived, larger-than-life wholeness and find peace in the part that’s our to play, somewhere between Galaxy Cluster SMACS 0723 and David Geffen Hall.
📌 This Week I am Mostly Reading: Michael Ondaatje's "The English Patient" & "SYBIL: the true story of a woman possessed by sixteen separate personalities." by psychiatric journalist, Flora Rheta Schreiber.