My Cognitive Brain

The thing about typing for communication is that it’s respite for me. While I’m engaged in the process of talking, my OCD vanishes. I want that feeling of freedom to last forever. I believe that the act of typing forces my brain to disengage from its idiotic loops. I’m likening it to watching TV and not hearing the doorbell ring. I’ve realized that my brain cannot think about two things at once. Thus, thinking about what I want to say precludes me from thinking about where Judy’s laminate boards are or the seams in my pants or that my mother’s bag is on the floor not her shoulder and the bathroom that I don’t really need but must use anyway, and so forth.

That is why typing is respite. We get stuck in patterns of thought just like our bodies make repetitive movements. Maybe Judy is right when she tells us to “get into the cognitive brain.” My cognitive brain is a wonderful place to be. I wish I could stay there forever.