I have big plans for my next life. I'm going to be really stupid. Completely oblivious to everyone and everything around me. People won't ask me to help with things, because they'll be scared to have me involved for fear of screwing everything up. If I'm silly enough to offer assistance with something, people will assure me that they have everything under control and that I should go on my merry way. Yup. Those are my big plans.
Recent events have re-surfaced these feelings in me.
Another moment I have encountered this feeling would be
the infamous bus trip I planned. There are others, but my mind is currently swiss cheese from a week of book fair followed by a week of conference planning and executing followed by an afternoon of counting money. So, yeah.