Amazing Journey

I have had some folks say that they feel bad that I (or others) have ADHD.

You know...it isn't a bad thing.

I actually think of it as more of an amazing journey.
With all those rhythmic thoughts flitting about my head at a rate unlike anything I can easily explain.
I am inclined to say that I have enjoyed the ride.
Oh sure, I would sometimes like to stop the ride and get off.
Sure, I'd like to complete a sentence or a thought. I'd like to execute the 1,000,000 ideas, the
1,000,000 dreams, the 1,000,000 drawings, the 1,000,000 anythings that I have had rustle around in my head. And wouldn't that be an achievement?
But is it more important then merely having them?

Now, here is the kicker: I feel like I have lived more lives than just this (visible) one.
I've explored more corners of the mind and imagination, then I can possibly tell you
about in one sitting.
That makes me feel very enriched and alive. Like I haven't missed much.
Should I perish tomorrow, know that I have lived an exceptional life.

Having been this "hyper" has allowed me the luxury of seeing all but four of the United States.
I am not alone in this feat, many accomplish so much more. But I've done it without a goal to do so, but a desire to keep learning, seeing, and doing.
I have over 9,000 bookmarks/favorites in my browser, for which I jokingly call myself an "info-geek" and "my own search engine". (A thirst for knowledge one might say)
This is the trail I have left.
I go on Internet journeys all the time, one click leading to another and I am gone. Illustrating that being hyper isn't just a visible act with us, yet internal, as well.

Another one of my favorite things to do is just sit and people watch..or listen.
By that I mean (and CAPD has its advantage, here) that I hear people speak and soak up
tones, and fluctuation, accents and unspoken sounds. This includes the non-verbals (body language, gestures) as well.
I am fascinated with human interaction.
Communication is, to me, an extraordinary experience,... as is life.
And this comes, I am convinced, from that internal energy. (gather, gather, learn, learn, soak up)

Short story: Early on I chanced to met an unfortunate soul on the streets of downtown Chicago.
He handed me a card. I wasn't old enough to know that in exchange a little cash would be nice.
Oh, what I'd do to have helped out, for this card opened a door. Sounds lame perhaps, but I took
that card home and studied it. The card had Sign Language (hand lettering) on it. I practiced every day, then asked special needs students to help me with my issuing the signs. (I had worked with students 2 of my 3 Jr. High years, and summers)
For me, I've been this little learning sponge. So what else was I to with all that energy? What better use. ;-)
This was one of my many ventures into languages various languages that allowed me to understand how I saw the similarities, differences and beauty in communicating. It came easy to me, as do many things to the ever-racing mind of an ADHD'er. I also discovered that if you don't use it, you lose it. :-(
With our thoughts overlying the next, imagine the minds we have. Zoooooom. Full throttle.

I cannot imagine not being inspired, interested, and astonished by everything.

I was inspired to write this post, having sat down with a man who shared this exact sentiment about the ADHD experience. We nearly giggled like two kids who had the tastiest secret of all.
As indicated in the mini-post just before this, I wanted to write this then. (Ha! Hard to believe that we procrastinate, ey?) :-)

So, to feel bad that we have ADHD...

Most folks see a kid who can't sit down for 3 minutes straight, but the mind behind that squrmy child is blasting off to a thousand universes, and lands safely.... intact... all within that 3 minutes.

An Amazing Journey.