Had A Bad Day Again. . .
I am not having a good day. I slipped and fell at lunchtime. Now I can hardly move. I hate falling. I can deal with being tackled, or doing a prat fall or even tripping, but slipping and falling is the worst feeling.
I guess I just don't like to be helpless. I am a person who likes to know what's going on and have a good amount of control about my situation and surroundings. Some would believe me quite machiavellian about it. I guess that is kind of true. Although I am not as shrewd about as most would think. I am just really good a piecing things together.
I have pretty good powers of observation. It is something that I have always had and they have gotten keener as I have gotten older. Not only does it have to do with knowing what is going on around you, but it has a lot more to do with perception. You maybe able to notice a person sitting across from you in a cafe and just leave it at that. I would notice they are sitting there then try and deduce why they are there. I look deeper into things, not just a people watcher, but a Monkish?Psychish take on the world.
Is this a good thing? Is this a bad thing? Who knows, but it is who I am.