Chain of Thought

I like to think of it as a chain of thought rather than a train of thought. My trains always seem to derail. Chains are stronger. I do sometimes think my links are a bit unusual.

Mostly after conversations like this:

About remembering 1531…

Me: Oh, that’s easy to remember! It’s just like our phone number when we first moved to Bossier! (1540)

DH: What? How does that work?

Me: It just does. (I eventually explained it out on paper, but I’ve never met someone who just got things like this, without thinking about it. Even my sister, with her Ph.D. in math, doesn’t ‘do’ numbers like I do.)

Or this, about remembering codes for gated communities…

DH: What’s the gate code for Rosedale?

Me: It’s Christmas Eve eve.

DH: Huh?

Me: 1223.

Or remembering phone numbers…

Me: His cell phone number is easy, it’s the mall.

I was in pizza delivery for eight years, numbers and places are readily interchangeable. Especially since I delivered on an air force base, where the buildings are numbered and street addressed.

Maybe it’s just some mnemonic device I created for myself that has nothing to do with how my chain of thought works, but they seem so related to me sometimes.

I’m constantly playing a pseudo-game of six degrees of separation in my head. I can’t help it. It just happens. I’ll demonstrate. I asked my darling husband for a random word. And he picked…


Which, unfortunately, makes me think of my brother right off. And that opens a whole can of worms that I never even saw coming. I’m actually considering asking for a new word, but no. I’ll take what I got.

So. Delinquent. My brother. Who, at 13, was busted for growing pot in an upstairs room at our parents’ house. Which leads me to the first time I smoked pot, with a high school buddy of mine. Who was just as scared of X-Files as I was. I was mighty scared of el chupacabra. Not as much as I am of, say, Bigfoot and aliens.

I think because of this: Once, when I was four, I was riding in the car one night because sometimes that was the only way my sister would get to sleep, my mom asked me if I thought there was anyone else out there, as she looked at the sky. I had never considered this before. I’d been reading for two years by then, so it was a possibility, but I’d never thought about it. And just from the little bit of the world that I’d experienced so far, I was afraid. I was afraid because people are so cruel to each other, of course they’d be just as cruel to strangers from the sky. And what if they didn’t like it? What could happen to us then? To this day I can’t watch Fire In The Sky in the dark. Even Men in Black gives me some mild heebie jeebies.

So delinquent makes me think of xenophobia. And that was the journey.

Somehow this post didn’t come out quite as I intended, but then, they rarely do. That’s why I try not to intend, because I never know where I’m going to lead myself.

Do you ever wonder how your chains of thought compare to everyone else’s? Anybody else ever get called ‘Rain Man?’

17 Comments on “Chain of Thought”

  1. I think its quite interesting how you think. Of course now I am wondering maybe you don’t think so and that’s why you are writing about it. I think every single person thinks a bit differently, and unfortunately I am stuck (or at least feel stuck) with how I think.
    Ya, my posts don’t turn out how I want to either, seems like I write all around what I really want to say, and I know that there is this way I want to say it, but the words just aren’t there.
    Guess it’s always easier to tell other people advice because I was going to say something like so what if its different, if it works for you great…then I wonder how much I would believe it if someone told me that…even though its true.
    Like if thinking Christmas Eve eve prompts you to remember 1223 for a code, that’s great – it works for you.
    And just think, when you are thinking of all that stuff, you aren’t worrying or thinking about infertility!
    Take Care

    • aprilvak says:

      It does work for me, and I do like it, I just wish I was better at explaining it to other people, especially when they have a problem with something that I just breeze by. For example, I wanted so badly to help my friend with the math homework she had such a hard time with, but I couldn’t because I don’t do it ‘like the book.’ Yet another reason I want to homeschool our kids!!

  2. Hahaha! I’ve gotten a lot better at hiding my random train of thought, but it’s definitely still hard for people to follow. I’m quite ADHD, though, so I always assumed that was why my mind drifted so much. And I’m so glad I’m not the only one that calls 12/23 Christmas Eve eve.

  3. Kate says:

    Hello from ICLW.

    This is great! I really appreciate reading a post that isn’t about IF.

    I listen to the rhythm of numbers to remember them.

  4. eggsinarow says:

    Ok, that is how I remember EVERYTHING! Seriously.

    And the delinquent brother…well, mine got caught selling chopped up altoids as COCAINE in 6th grade. Can you imagine the pain? So we have even more in common than we thought! 🙂

  5. Jamie says:

    I adore this post!

    Happy ICLW!

  6. um. you’ve been reading since you were two?? sweet!

  7. we so should swap life stories over lots of wine one of these days! 🙂

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