No one would guess I’m taking about food. Also, two posts in one day? It’s my lucky day.
I’m only just realizing how much I understand the world and myself through metaphors. It’s not new; I’ve done it for years, but it has only just clicked. To explain situations, Didi would always find a parallel.
Talking to my parents right after dinner, and my dad says he’s still hungry. I agree. I say it’s like an unfinished sentence; there’s a full stop, but we need something to round it out. We need a summary; we need a conclusion. I go on and on. It’s fun finding parallels.
I try to explain my day to someone. I say it’s like a hike from a base camp. I explain why.
The process of finding analogies makes me think deeply about my answer, and the thinking itself is fun. I think that’s why I do it.
I just read something:
“For the sheer volume of my ideas, I feel a lack of ownership. I’d like to train my mind to wander on a leash; to domesticate it into staying close so that I know where it’s been at the end of the day. I, like you and all of us, am consuming information constantly, but so rarely processing it.”
Analogies make me conscious in my thinking; I see myself actively working through the discovery process. So, unfortunately for those who hate my analogies, because they won’t always be perfect, they’re here to stay.
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