I do a lot of math without really thinking about it, a lot of applied physics, a lot of geometry. When I was in school I was lazy so I solved most advanced algebra through some form of weird meditation. My answers were completely right but without any work to show for it (which is, of course, the point). Heated arguments ensued. That my parents weren't informed tells you how persuasive I can be, even in the midst of those fat, goth years.
Now it occurs to me the difference between absorbing information with the glowy sweet meat part of my mind vs. actually paying attention to craft. So I've been ruminating on that a lot. Also went through a brief Grant Morrison revival after which I reaffirmed my earlier opinion that he's sort of a nerd and I still don't have anyone to look up to.
I really hate End of the World shit.