Kieran was just trying to get to sleep again last night when I started in with one of my Late Night Let’s Discuss Confusing Stuff things, and basically squished any hope he had of going to sleep. I was thinking about when the people in books and movies say something like “I wish I could get out of my own head”, “I’m fed up of being me” or just generally describe that feeling you get when you have the same thoughts bouncing around incessantly inside your head and can’t get a break from it, and can’t get a break from yourself, and I started in with that. People want some kind of transcendental method to get away from your own head and your own style of thinking. Yet if you were actually able to get a break from your own head, and hypothetically, you were able to take your mind or soul or whatever it is that makes you you, and get inside someone else’s, and put it there, and live inside their head for a day, seeing life as they saw it and thinking things as they did, it still wouldn’t be a break from yourself. You would merely be taking a backseat in someone else’s mind and viewing their thought processes, but again as yourself. Still you, just watching someone else’s mind. The only way to truly get a break from yourself would be to be that person, to exit your mind and be instead that other person, to be an entirely new mind. Yet that still wouldn’t be a break from yourself as if you actually became someone else for a day, by definition you wouldn’t be yourself anymore, you would not be you, you’d exit yourself and physically and mentally be someone else, and when you regained your own mind, you’d have no recollection of ever leaving it and being someone else.
Basically to bring this random ramble to an end,