I love a good theory. When I was five or six years old, I remember going on a field trip to the dining hall. Somebody wondered how they would coordinate all of the oven timers. I launched into a long explanation followed by, “at least that is how I think it might be!”
When I was in junior high I had an economics theory about the value of scarcity — incidentally when I took college Economics, it was already somebody else’s published theory. I felt good knowing I had thought it up years before.
Over the past couple of days I have been feeling guilty for the amount of sleep I have been requiring. So, yesterday I came up with a solid theory. Since I don’t feel through my left side, my balance is off. My brain has to work much harder to compensate and translate information. So I paralleled that information with swimming and how tiring it is to swim. We use different muscles and since we are bouyant, we have to use our minds differently for balance, etc.
Today, I shared my theory with my physical therapist. She kind of nodded and then said, “You are probably still recovering from the 3 brain surgeries.” I don’t think she was impressed with my theory. :)