Someone [read Rikard] once [a few days ago] said that strange things happen to people when they are left alone for too long. I guess we all have our different quirks and that we all have our ways of passing time. Sara plays Donkey Kong. I make patterns. Sometimes I knit or sew (brodera) a table cloth. Sometimes I build perfectly symmetrical houses in the Sims. Sometimes I just draw lines on a paper.
I am always amazed when I realize that I have just spent 3-4 hours doing something that is so extremely monotonous without getting bored. I don't even get hungry. I tend to notice that I am getting cold or that my neck hurts, but that's it. If I am listening to music at the same time I have no idea what songs have been played.
Why is it that I can put such ridiculous amount of energy into something so utterly pointless when I can hardly motivate myself to read a textbook for school that I find really interesting? Imagine what I could achieve if I could channel just half of that energy and commitment into something useful.
Do you ever feel that your priorities are a bit messed up?