Skip to main content

Dopamine should be called Dope-amine

It is 2024, and I am officially turning 36. And I don't feel old at all. 

And as an adult who wants to continue feeling energetic and beautiful, I started moving more in the new year. I am not calling it a workout because for some reason it gives me stress. Can you blame me, the word has 'work' in it. And whenever I do try to 'workout', it never works out. 

So I am calling it movement because there is a certain serenity to that word. 

So I have started going for walks and started some yoga. And if you are restless like me, you will understand why these two activity ideas were supremely difficult for me to execute. I get bored. I don't think I have walked for more than 10 minutes ever just for the sake of walking. Now walking and gossiping is a completely different ball game. In fact now that I have started walking for movement, I keep remembering how evening walks growing up was an opportunity to flirt with boys. Passing each other, giggling at the right time, ensuring that the conversation was sort of exciting each time they'd pass us. 

Having said that, I have always loved yoga. Because dance flexibility made me feel so good about my yoga postures. But when I started again, reality check was given by my glutes and my core. But we persevere. 

Because as an adult I have realised one thing that I want to implement in my life. 

Boredom. 

Hear me out. 

We live in a world of constant gratification. One really does not need to do anything at all to keep themselves engaged. Which I feel has led to some strange behaviour patterns that I notice around me. Like nothing being good enough. Spoilt for choices, people are forgetting the meaning of having strong base level anything. Like relationships, or training properly to learn an artform, or reading for that matter. The dopamine rush from the screens that we are all addicted to has made simple things like sunsets and morning light and birds and quiet feel less fascinating. 

So I have decided that I want to embrace the boredom that comes with consistency. Doing the same activity over and over till it feels like a habit. 

I tried reading about dopamine addiction, wasn't exciting enough so watched a video. LOL.


I stopped writing mid way and lost my train of thought. 

Is it adulting or is it dopamine?

We would never know. 

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

An Adult Introduction

Of course there is nothing 'adult' about this blog. In fact my one single goal is to rant about being an adult without any training in the field. And I am not kidding with this title... who? in their right mind? would let us be an adult?  We are millennials, and we were supposed to be the cool, live your dreams, passionate generation.  When did we become the cynical, hyper active, people pleasing, traumatised generation?  Everyone I know who is my age (give or take 5 years) is struggling. Is it just us? Or did the generation before us forget to send the update memo? Okay honestly, the generation before us did try. We didn't listen because we were here to change the world. We wanted to make our own rules.  As a result, we don't know how to adult, most of our passions have fizzled out, money is permanently scarce and somehow we are the only ones hustling at work. How did we get here? You won't find answers on this blog, trust me. You will however hear (read) everythin...
Post a Comment
Read more

The To Do List

 One of the things that I have realised as an unqualified adult is that the to-do list never ends.  I am not kidding. I work non stop and I am privileged enough to have help at home, who can look after cleaning and cooking while I go to work. But somehow, at the end of the day, I am always counting the tasks that need to be done, that should have been done a while back. And this is after I complete everything on my plate for the day. I wake up at 6:30 almost every morning. And I am doing things non stop. I am particular about food, so I help my cooking didi, I pack my lunch, I want to do morning yoga but I mostly fail, I try to spend ten minutes with my dogs before I leave for work. I shower, I barely spend anytime on skincare. And I am out of the house by 9 because well my office is far.  Office is a hectic space these days, so no respite. I find myself taking a cab often just so that I can catch up on my reading or pending office work. Since I try to not open my laptop ...
1 comment
Read more