Interesting. Does this.… urgency ever turn out to be useful? I’m assuming that at the worst it’s not distracting enough to justify taking the time to prevent it.
(In case I was not clear, I was talking about a more general thingy than being sat upon. Pretty much all of 6.3 for example.)
I’d say it ranges from enjoyable through
distracting-but-pleasant to just distracting, but it’s never
bad enough to noticeably affect my ability to get stuff
done. Maybe it sometimes was in my teens and twenties, but
I haven’t been able to remember a clear example. Arguably
one example would be my wrestling anecdote. That feeling
was sudden enough (my friend “attacked” me without warning)
and intense enough to make me not able to fight back very
well. Long story, but this meant that the playfight didn’t
last as long as I would have liked it to.
Interesting. Does this.… urgency ever turn out to be useful? I’m assuming that at the worst it’s not distracting enough to justify taking the time to prevent it.
(In case I was not clear, I was talking about a more general thingy than being sat upon. Pretty much all of 6.3 for example.)
I’d say it ranges from enjoyable through distracting-but-pleasant to just distracting, but it’s never bad enough to noticeably affect my ability to get stuff done. Maybe it sometimes was in my teens and twenties, but I haven’t been able to remember a clear example. Arguably one example would be my wrestling anecdote. That feeling was sudden enough (my friend “attacked” me without warning) and intense enough to make me not able to fight back very well. Long story, but this meant that the playfight didn’t last as long as I would have liked it to.