Autopilot

Marzuque Mashrur Fariz

Get up at night to use the washroom and I can find it with my eyes closed (which I promptly choose to do to not lose any “tired”). Climb back into bed, flip the pillow, snuggle up in my pillow, and fall asleep. Wake up in the morning and wriggle around a while, while I search for my phone and my will to live. After finding some combination of the two, I go to the bathroom and brush. I go to school (which feels like a weird sentence to say even though I’ve done it my entire life) stumble through classes and come back home. I take a shower, eat lunch, do chores, and spend my day doing some ratio of studying, relaxing, and procrastinating (Hint. It’s less than 90% studying). 

In most people’s lives, they spend a massive chunk of time not thinking about what they’re doing. For being the smartest organisms on the planet, it seems like we’ve grown accustomed to not using our brains that much. Well, that isn’t exactly true, we do use our brains but not really? If that makes sense. Most daily tasks like eating or spending an insubordinate amount of time looking for shoes are handled by the brain subconsciously. The subconscious brain is like a multi-tool; it is a jack of all trades, master of none. The subconscious requires less energy to function, which allows its user to be equally energy efficient. Things that you don’t enjoy or that you repeat a lot of times actually get engrained in the muscle memory and they don’t need outside thought, kind of like autopilot. Brains are inherently a bit lazy and they would rather not activate the calorie consuming conscious brain but without the conscious brain, people would never be engaged or even creative. Though this thought piece came to mind because nowadays, with every day melding with the one before creating this soup of dates and times, even the things I used to enjoy are being autopiloted. Talking to friends, gaming, listening to music; it’s all become routine, just doing them because of inertia. I do not have any advice or insight into this topic, mere observation, as to how the things that were supposed to help us in these trying times are slowly falling apart.  

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