Hello fine folks of TT,
Allow me to spout some immature nonsense for a bit, please.
Here I am sitting, studying and 'preparing' my exams and the times, they are A-Changin'. So is the tinnitus. A new tone sets in, deviating my attention from where it should really be, hoping it'll take its leave again. I so badly want to control my own perceptions and headspace, but someone else seems to have taken the remote.
Then I see the huge stash of books/notes I still have to work my way through by the end of this week and maybe I'll just toss it right out the window. Then I'll lay my ass (pardon my French) in the couch doing whatever I feel like doing, while my ears are chiming away, not giving a damn. I'll just go to my exams and give answers they don't understand to the questions I don't understand. Maybe I'll philosophize a bit about the meaning of life with tinnitus at your side. That would certainly require an understanding on par with rocket science.
But that isn't how life works, right? Reality check. I can moan all I want after I get that degree, I guess, so back to the books.
Thanks for indulging me
Allow me to spout some immature nonsense for a bit, please.
Here I am sitting, studying and 'preparing' my exams and the times, they are A-Changin'. So is the tinnitus. A new tone sets in, deviating my attention from where it should really be, hoping it'll take its leave again. I so badly want to control my own perceptions and headspace, but someone else seems to have taken the remote.
Then I see the huge stash of books/notes I still have to work my way through by the end of this week and maybe I'll just toss it right out the window. Then I'll lay my ass (pardon my French) in the couch doing whatever I feel like doing, while my ears are chiming away, not giving a damn. I'll just go to my exams and give answers they don't understand to the questions I don't understand. Maybe I'll philosophize a bit about the meaning of life with tinnitus at your side. That would certainly require an understanding on par with rocket science.
But that isn't how life works, right? Reality check. I can moan all I want after I get that degree, I guess, so back to the books.
Thanks for indulging me