It’s not a secret to anybody who knows me that I get distracted very frequently. If I’m in the zone, you couldn’t shake me out of it with a tuba next to my ear, but very often, my brain is buzzing around a little too much to sit still, without me getting the fidgets.
This is doubly hard in classrooms. Being distracted in classrooms worked in a majority of high school and undergraduate classes, but I always felt supremely annoyed at my brain’s inability to focus on what was going on in front of me. Graduate school, with its more rigorous classes and my newly developed habit of eating a heavy lunch (hello, afternoon slump!), meant that zoning out was both a lot easier and caused me a greater degree of harm.Read More