I went to grad school in both computer science and counseling psychology. So, I think a lot about people's programming--that is, what led them to their particular beliefs and thought patterns and how they self-perpetuate them. Which, of course, gets me pondering about the raw ingredients in my own psyche. And every so often, my unconscious offers a glimpse into the abyss. For example, this
is what was running in my head when I woke from a dream this morning.
In short, no surprises: My psyche is populated by 70s soft rock songs. They never die. I'm very sorry. I am considering donating my brain to science.