Yesterday in perception class, we got to watch a documentary slash research on people who were deprived of sensory stimulation. These participants and were housed in solitary confinement for forty-eight hours, locked in a room, with no one to talk to and nothing to do. Even if the experiment seemed lonely and anxiety-inducing, I think it's just the closest vacation a stressed out student could take.
Imagine forty-eight hours of stepping out from planet Earth into outer space, as if you were sucked in a black hole. That's not entirely enticing, alright. BUT we need a breather! Silence, peace, serenity, idle time may not always be set in a field where Julie Andrews sings "The hiiilsss are alive with the sound of muuusicc!", and instead in a place where we are disconnected from everything.
You see, we may or may not be stressed. I for one, am enjoying having a mountain of work beside me, I feel secure when I have so many things to do (I like to call it my "security mountain". Haha.) I know I'm a weird workaholic like that.
But every now and then, there has to be nothing that exists except you and your soul. Sometimes you gotta hear the wind blow and the water trickle.
And then, just then, can you go out and be creative and productive more than ever.
Just saying!
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