Do you ever just sit down and think? Think about anything…? Well if you don’t, do not start on my account. Trust me, you are better off. Unfortunately for some of us, it doesn’t come by choice, we are victims of circumstances. Sometimes I could be doing something really important and my mind just wanders off.
Well here’s the thing about my so called, “thinking”. It’s never about anything important. Of all the times I remember what I was thinking about, the one with the most important topic was when I debated about what I was going to have for supper. The worst part about it was that I ended up falling asleep and waking up the next morning with Ugali and cabbages on my mind and then realizing a I had to start another new debate on what I wanted for breakfast.(About the Ugali and cabbages… I have to say I am a vegetarian. I also must add that it is not by choice. Only that my wallet cannot entertain anything costing more than 30 bob hence the “Chakula ya sungura” diet). Okay we were talking about my thinking habits. So here’s what usually happens in a nutshell:
1. It usually starts with me actually doing something constructive, let’s say in class listening keenly to some lecturer babbling on and on about how to calculate the resistance across R5 (Usually having drawn a diagram that looks more complex than the blueprint of the spaceship NASA will start building in the year 3014 and convincing us it is a circuit) or in the library reading a book… okay am kidding about the library thing. I haven’t been to a library since George W. Bush was president of the U.S. That was back in… okay when it was? I don’t know, am sure you get the picture. And there I go again, my thoughts going to things that have nothing whatsoever to do with what I was supposed to talk about. Who uses the word library and the name library George W. Bush in the same sentence? How does that even happen? I think I need to go see a shrink… but then again wallet issues…remember?
2. Then comes the phase where I have no idea what the lecturer is talking about. Usually at the second stage of his 75 stage explanation. So I decide to switch off for a second to absorb what has already been taught. It’s somewhere in this phase that I start thinking about Ohm (You know that dude who played with wires and decided to formulate a few laws while he was at it? And then he went ahead and named the laws after himself? ) I start wonder what the hell he was thinking sharing his discoveries with the rest of the world. Did he even think about how centuries later he was going to screw up somebody’s life? Namely me? How I was going to be sitting in class watching some lecturer jumble Xs and Ys not forgetting the R1 to R67 that already had me going haywire? Did he?
3. This stream of questions that I know full well no one has answers to keeps on going on in my head until out of nowhere I start to think about my future wife and what she’s doing at the moment. I start to wonder whether I have already met her. Maybe it’s that hot chick with nice boobs that just passed by the window. Or maybe it’s the one I saw this morning as I was coming to class. Maybe I should have said hi and saved destiny a lot of time trying to make us run into each other again. But then again maybe destiny didn’t want to have me end up making an ass of myself by saying hi and not knowing what to say after that. I love destiny.
4. It’s at this juncture that I start to think about destiny and her sister karma (they are sisters right?) How they f*** up some people’s lives while making other people’s lives heaven on earth. I start to wonder why destiny didn’t just prevent Ohm from being born. Or better still have him born in the year 2100 or have him be the same age as me or have our birthdays swapped. Any of those scenarios would have been fine, but no… Ohm just had to be born before me with enough time to grow up enough and to screw up my life with his theories and laws.
Okay I know I could narrate what goes on in my head for days until kingdom come and that’s why I’ll stop myself now while I still can. All in all if you have never had such a thinking session, I envy you. I would kill to be you. Okay… am kidding. I wouldn’t, I love it in my head. I don’t know what I would do if I concentrated in class for two hours. I would probably go see a shrink because then I would also have the money to do so.
