All my life I’ve struggled with human speech. If a person
talks continuously for more than a few minutes, I’m off riding my own mental
drone, buzzing and skimming erratically through a forest of random thoughts like
an inebriated dragonfly. My impromptu flights seems to want to take me anywhere
and everywhere – just not back in the direction of that human sound, which is annoying
to me because I can’t quite stay fixed on it.
I’m obviously better with interactive speech. Otherwise I’d
be writing this from a monastery or an asylum. Still, when people start to
repeat themselves, or drift off into pointless trivia, my mental drone is there
to free me.