Dec 12 2007
Pink Elephants and I’m the Crazy One
Times like these is when I think about my little sister Tata. Years ago, when she was six, I found her sitting on the arm of the couch with her eyes fixed at the heavens. After a while, my presence knocked her out of her spell. I smiled at her.
Me: What were you thinking about?
Tata: I was wondering what the world would be like if elephants were pink.
Me: That’s the only thing you were thinking about?
Tata: That’s how I think. One thing at a time.
Fast forward almost twenty years later. I’m in my early thirties. She’s in her mid twenties. I share the pink elephant story with her.
Me: “Do you still think like that?”
Tata: “Like what?”
Me: One thought at a time.
Tata: Of course.
Me: I have multiple thoughts at once. Competing thoughts even.
Tata: Well, that’s how you drive yourself crazy.