Obsession is an interesting phenomenon. It's so easy to label it and judge it when you are not amidst it. But once you are possessed by it, you become unrecognizable. Everything you perceive becomes a tangent to the obsession. A candy wrapper on the floor. A typo. An obese woman in a muumuu. Every event is some reminder, some link to the obsessee. It's fascinating really.
And then all the songs you hear on the radio transform into the story of your life, even though you know the composer did not have you in mind at all when composing the song.
Obsession is also interesting in that it completely eliminates your ability to function as a human being. Your eating habits, your exercise routine, your time hanging out with friends, your work ethic, your ability to read for more than five minutes straight--all of these dwindle down to nothing and your obsession takes a seat in their place. Projects and assignments are divided into one-minute concentration spans, separated by twenty minute musings over the obsessee. Charts, graphs, words, sentences drift into a hazy unfocus. And that crack in the ceiling has never been so mesmerizing.
Indeed, obsession is fascinating. You live off the high of wanting more of something but can't have. It makes you sick, and you know you're sick, but you can't help it. Life and everything including yourself seem to swirl around the one, simple object - the obsession.
1 comment:
I so know about obsession. I have suffered with a bit in the recent past. It is really hard to get it under control and totally sucks.
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