
Ok, a few words about obsessive compulsion, or what I suppose to be obsessive compulsion.
I have hang ups, that I think are just like the rest of the world, which in hindsight may not be. When salt is spilt, and I'm there -whether I did it or not - a pinch must be tossed over ones right shoulder.
When thinking or speaking thoughts that are nerve wracking or something that one would "knock on wood" as superstition states for fear of them coming to fruition I MUST knock on wood even substituting my own feeble noggin for the wood...ha ha...you have my permission laugh, those of you who know me to be thick headed - the rest of you do not know me well enough to laugh so you can stop now, just kidding.
I can not read books out of order, the older I get the harder this is for me. I like to start at the beginning. That's it that's where you are supposed to start. Also, with books, I can not read the end no matter how much I try before I read the WHOLE thing. Even if I get a book that I don't particularly enjoy- if I've started it more than likely I HAVE to finish it even if having to read it a bit at a time over months.
When channel surfing I feel ill at ease when not starting at channel 2 and going up from there. I do this with music too....The IPOD Shuffle has been heck on my psyche.
I constantly worry about Karma and when saying or even thinking bad thoughts I fight myself because I worry about the Karmic repercussions.
There are times, more often as I get older, when I get a CD, for example my new favorite We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things by Jason Mraz, I must listen to it over, and over, and over, and over, and over again ...now this isn't totally as I've gotten older, my grandfather, bless his heart, when I was little, threw an audio cassette tape of the musical Annie out of the car window because if he had to listen to it again he was going to tear what precious little hair he had left out.
I do the same thing with movies I enjoy. I don't mean like normal people who watch a movie they like a couple of times over a year.... I currently have like 6 movies on rotation that the love of my life is forced to watch over and over and over again.
Also, with movies and music I tend to have the need to KNOW the words so much so that I can repeat them to the music or the movie, much to many peoples dismay. It doesn't make me a good movie partner sometimes especially if it's been a favorite. I could drive the Pope mad with my movie chatter.
To me these things and others seem to be comforting...I wonder why that is? Am I crazy or am I just as neurotic as the rest of the world, just in my own little ways? Ponder.....
****special thanks to Disney, Pixar or whoever the heck owns Scrat.....he looks how I feel sometimes!
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