the working memory of humans supposedly limits somehow the amounts of things that a person can be aware of at the same time when working on something. it was once said that this number is seven, plus/minus two, but people who care about such ideas say these days that this is a bit more complicated than that.
why brain, why? why can’t i just use everything i want all at once? i don’t like how this works. worthless brain. it only makes everything hard.
hmm… what was i supposed to do next today? why did i end up writing this? what were the things that i wanted to recall?
it never ends…
also, has anyone noticed that it’s possible now to click author names and the site shows no error? the site unbroke itself? it’s a miracle.
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I remember that chapter from psychology 1.
Cool beans š you refreshed my brain. I hope your brain fog clears up a little, Iām certainly in the same boat today.
Are you a guy or a girl? I noticed people vent on here but never really give away who they are inside
The site is edited pretty often. Creator pays for the name every year so they’re probably active. I thought intelligence was the biggest gift and goal as a kid. Now I think life is life. I feel happy when I see forest and clear blue sky, what else do I need out of living? Being dumb has its pros. Dumb people know how to find reasons to smile. They’re certainly happier and make for nice, positive friends. I’d pick dumb over average any day of week. Life is just so punishing. I wish I didn’t understand that.