My disassociations are boring. I basically just stand there while I'm swept away by my chaotic stream of thoughts.

But, I somehow figured out if I let things get super chaotic, it becomes background noise and I'm suddenly meditating. As an added bonus my brain decided that would be my pain response, so now my pain tolerance is crazy high (like getting a vasectomy without anesthesia and only saying ouch under my breath a few times).

I do Uber in a tourist area during peak times. And I feel this comment.

Weekdays it's silence other than the NPR radio talking points. Friday to Sunday it's chatter that I submit to in fear of losing out on the seldom tip.