As a neurodivergent living with another neurodivergent it’s very much a case of that “sometimes” and there’s very much a factor of it being “controlled chaos”. There are moments I need silence and others I’m grooving in the tempo.
Fuck yes, controlled chaos exactly.
Like rocks bouncing crazily down a mountainside, but somehow precisely aimed at the same time.
And at the other end of that spectrum, Bach and other early music. Which is maximally-bamboozling minimalism; you stare at it like a hyponitized chicken wondering how he can wrangle infinitely deep pattern out of like three notes.
Huh. Never thought of it like that before, but I wonder if that’s partially why my living room looks like this.
I thought the image on your monitor was the picture you are currently taking and this was camera inception.
I’m envious of that system :o if only those stupid neighbors wouldn’t be around
/me puts my headphones on
But yeah, I need something to distract me so I can focus. Which sounds stupid but is true
I am a stenographer. I cover board meetings with lots of people speaking about moderately technical subjects. I do my best work when I can watch a hockey game while I listen to what people say. When the night wears on and fatigue starts to set in, having a distraction like that is a huge help.
I just recently got a WFH job, and outside of meetings, 80% of my day is spent bobbing my head to music while working. I do have to pause sometimes when something isn’t clicking and I need to shift my focus and sometimes literally read out loud what I’m reading. Then the music comes back once I remember that I paused it.
Yup. Music is my main regulation mechanism. For emotions, for concentration, you name it.
And sometimes it’s sludge metal, sometimes it’s electro swing, sometimes it’s jazz Bach.
