Little Men in Black SuitsAncient Egypt.
Those words repeated in my head as if it was on a circular race track that looped through my brain.
I had been studying for over three hours and after a while it seemed like my mind had gone to auto-pilot. It took absolutely no thought process whatsoever to pick up the flashcard, read it, and set it to the back of the stack only to be read again some few minutes later. I decided to take a mental break, but got frustrated when all I could think about was pyramids and when they were made. All of it is nothing but useless information that simply gets stacked into the back of our cranium in a file cabinet labeled with the word boring.
I chuckled at the absurd thought that theres a hallway of file cabinets lined up in our brains that hold all