Lunchtime Ramblings: Out of Mind Experience

It's been a whole week since I did any rambling of the written kind. I've had a really horrible cold over the last week that still hasn't quite faded yet and my head just felt like a huge foggy abyss - not the best mindset for a blog post!

It's been a strange sort of week where I've been functional but felt like I wasn't quite present. I've never had an out of body experience but I think this week I may have experienced a few out of mind experiences, if that makes any sort of sense!!

There's been times this week when I've completed tasks or activities and while I know I've done them, experienced it and remember it clearly, it feels like my body was doing things on auto pilot, keeping me going while I mentally checked out.

There are plenty of times when I'm not ill and I mentally check out and do things on autopilot, which probably isn't very healthy. Sometimes I can go along with a normal pattern of routine without really thinking about it, most of the time that's fine, but sometimes it can be a bit of a hinderance.

I remember hearing someone say in relation to social media that if your are connected everywhere you run the risk of being present nowhere. It's a slightly different topic but I sometimes find that I can be the opposite and be present everywhere and connected nowhere.

Maybe that's something I need to work on more when I'm germ free and switched on.

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