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Dec 12 2007

Pink Elephants and I’m the Crazy One

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It’s 6:14 in the morning and I haven’t slept all night. I wrote a bit. Read a bit. Painted a bit. My mind is dancing with ideas. The writer’s fright is gone. Now I am at the other end of the spectrum…bipolar creative disorder (I just made that term up).

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.
 

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