What Your Brain Does to Entertain Itself

brain-entertainmentWhen I was a teen, my mother insisted I be home by midnight. Why? Because after midnight, there was nothing open and nothing to do but get into trouble.

In short, there was nothing to entertain my brain. I think the idea was, if there was nothing to entertain my brain, then my brain was going to find a way to entertain itself even if it had to do so at the expense of getting into trouble.

Let me illustrate. Continue reading “What Your Brain Does to Entertain Itself”