“It doesn’t help to obsess.”
“We start ruminating…”
I wonder sometimes what we have against thinking. It seems almost unfair. Thinking is fun. Isn’t it?
Apparently not. Apparently, many of us don’t find thinking fun at all. It makes some people feel bad about themselves, or depressed, or hopeless about the future, or they think about things that only add to their sense of powerlessness in the world–like how to fix someone else’s problems instead of your own.
Thinking is, evidently, not a form of recreation for some people. It isn’t a replacement for TV and social networking media. It isn’t something to do while you’re waiting for the doctor or in line for a coffee or during a 24 hour flight.
Thinking is handy that way because it’s completely free: yes, you do need to keep adding new information, or you will start running in place like a hamster in a wheel–but these days that’s easy. Anyway, all you really need to do is look around. Other people are always a rich source of information.
Those dire warnings at the top of the page? Those are statements you make to people whose thinking is unhelpful. Stop thinking. It doesn’t help.
But not only can thinking help, it can also be rewarding and entertaining. How do we make thinking fun?