Playing Mind Games
Browsing the net recently I was reading a section of a particular website in which people can ask a question or introduce an interesting topic of conversation and see what other people have to say.
“What strange games do you play in your mind?”
The responses from some other users were curious or funny. I’ll just include one example someone mentioned.
“Whenever I’m cooking, I imagine being the star of a highly popular cooking show and start talking to my audience in my mind, explaining the steps of what I’m doing, etc.
i always cook for one”
That got me thinking what little games I play or use to play in my mind. Here are some of them.
I use to try to experience how a blind people would feel. I would start my morning routine by picking the clothes, showering and dressing all with my eyes closed. If the task was very repetitive it wasn’t such a difficult experiment, but if anything out of the ordinary occurs e.g. someone moved the soup, I usually had to revert to cheating and opening my eyes.
I haven’t tried this myself but I read that one guy was closing his eyes on the train trips he took every day, listening to all the bumps and movements that the carriage made. He could tell exactly how far into the trip he was by identifying individual bumps.
Another one, I sometimes imagine worst case scenarios and what I would do in that situation. For example you are in a hall full of people and a run away car drives through the side of the building would I be safe and where would I jump to escape it. Or if a guy that looks suspicious on the train carriage get’s up and wants to blow himself up, will the train seat next to me absorb the shrapnel.
This does sounds like I am paranoid or suffering from some irrational fears, but I am not taking the situations too seriously, and don’t worry about it. Like I said it’s more of a mind games.
I bet a lot of people did this when they were kids, but I find myself still doing it sometimes. While walking on the footpath, I have to not step on the lines that separate the cement blocks. It was easy as a kid because you could skip hop and jump without caring what people thought of you, but now I have to do it subtly by pacing my steps.