Why do we pursue information that we know will never leave our heads?

Recently, I've discovered Radiohead and find them to be quite good. So clearly, I'm some kind of musical retard. (Jonathan Ames, Middle-American Gothic)

Pain comes at me and I take it, chew it for a few minutes, and spit it back out. It's just not my thing anymore.

And that's actually the brunt of what we do is, people going straight from their workplace, straight from home, straight into the classroom and working directly with the students. So then we're able to work with thousands and thousands more students.

People say I talk slowly. I talk in a way sometimes called laconic. The phone rings, I answer, and people ask if they've woken me up. I lose my way in the middle of sentences, leaving people hanging for minutes. I have no control over it. I'll be talking, and will be interested in what I'm saying, but then someone-I'm convinced this what happens-someone-and I wish I knew who, because I would have words for this person-for a short time, borrows my head. Like a battery is borrowed from a calculator to power a remote control, someone, always, is borrowing my head.

All we really want is for no one to have a boring life, to be impressive, so we can be impressed. ~ on the friends we choose.

Well, my background is journalism. I don't have any creative-writing experience except for one class I took as a sophomore in college.