As I have said many times before, I am no scientist. Which is a bit tricky considering I am... a scientist. But not a real one, I am half a scientist, a pretend one.
Often at work I feel like a 5 year old trying to have an adult conversation with the grownups. For some reason they seem to humour me, and accept me like this. I'm not so sure I can accept me like this, not forever anyway.
I have two major theories as to the difference between me and real scientists. Any additional postulations are welcome.
The first can be thought of as THE QUANTITY theory:
Pretty self-explanatory I feel, but this theory does not agree with my ego, so I am leaning towards this one-
The Structural theory:
exhibit A: Inside the Scientist's brain
As you can see, there is a central idea thread there, with further ideas feeding off that one and interlinking and subdividing. But no matter how branched the idea becomes, there is still that anchor that pulls it all back to the central idea, like a miraculous tree of life.
exhibit B: Inside my brain
The definition of scatterbrained, yes? Apart from the large focus point on FOOD, there are fizzles and sparks and moments of inspiration and insight. But nothing is connecting. I feel that my brain is like a giant dot-to-dot, and if only I could join them up, it would all make sense.
However - and this sums me up in one short sentence -
I have lost my pen.