Woman Gets Humbled By Mind Stimulation Company
Today I was in a contemplative state, a new environment, and other tasks from the usual ones in my main job. There was so much to do and remember, but at some point, after eating together with the person who was with me and going back to work with them, the few breaks I had left me realizing how tired I was. Then just above the recepcionist’s table, standing there was a pack of flyers concerning mind games. Inside them were lots of word puzzles, seven mistakes games and crossed words but put specifically there by a partner company that treated mind deficiencies by stimulating the mind through these games.
So I decided to give it a try to see if my brain was cooked or not. Not trying to be cocky but I was an expert at these games as a child. They used to come in small magazines that were sold in supermarkets in the 90s and 2000s, not only that but parts of the newspaper also came with them. As a bored kid, fuck the news and weird celebritie’s politics bullshit, this puzzle thing was heaven.
And after doing them for so long in boring family gatherings, school breaks or even waiting in line for my parents, I became a little addicted expert. The solo winner of this magazine puzzle competition no one signed for, no adults could beat me at them. While remembering the old times in my little break from this tedious task I was doing I asked the receptionist for a pen since it’s rare to need these outside these days. Everything is digitally signed after all.
She lended me one and then I took a seat by the corner of the room, hiding myself from view to focus entirely there. Forgetting all tech, people, sounds, nothing is here anymore but me and these mind puzzles. So how did it go? Well… Frankly, I got humbled fast.
It was one of those moments when you realize how much your brain isn’t flexible and focused as it was anymore, how slow you’ve become. Why would your head hurt by trying to find a pathway that forms a word among dozens of characters in a page? goes as Why would I not be able to read an entire four hundred page book in an afternoon as before? But I guess I know why.
We tend to forget that our brains are a muscle that if not trained for a specific task, starts to regress the ability that has its practice abandoned. It gets weak. It’s shocking to realize how much I deteriorated in doing puzzles. Even more shocking if you start to think, what else have you forgotten to keep practicing in this fast world where you never get to stop struggling or stop trying to get your sanity back from the last issue you had.
It's always this cycle of having to do something to survive and then trying to heal from only getting to survive and not living. The time you had to learn separate subjects is over. Now any extra time is up to what you’re willing to sacrifice. I give my arms muscles to have time for washing the dishes without arms being hurt for training, i give my head other problems to solve by necessity or stupidity scrolling through random shit then lose my ability to solve the problems I want to have fun.
It’s absurd. Like the Sisyphus meme. Sure, I have to imagine Sisyphus would be happy. But even remembering the amount of things you love sacrificed to the things you have to do and that you eventually won’t have them in mind if you don’t keep them there at times is tiring. Or maybe, sisyphus could only be happy cause he loved that damn rock? Nah, I might be stretching this issue.
In conclusion, muscles are so ass and needy.
