I suppose my type of mental illness can only be blanketed by the term crazy because, it has not been recognized or even seen as an illness. But, to me, I have known the difference, and my mind runs like a faulty memory stick, it is running much slower than it did.
I was watching Chuggington and was comparing my mind troubles with the speed of the locomotives. There was one who was teased because he was slow and then he ended up being the hero and being plenty fast enough. Cone to realize he was just very cautious and often that slows one down. In a workday where speed is rewarded as better those who spend extra time thinking about something are seen as annoying and a bother, but through this cartoon I saw that my blinders or speedbump was forcing me to take note of things I might have been oblivious to.
I am reminded of a farside comic where a cow is sitting budah style n a grassy knoll saying something like "Throughout life's ups and downs, don't forget to stop and eat the roses."
The thing I realized is that society is moving towards speed and missing some very important things. Anyone can see that by examining fast food vs. what is best for man to consume.
