What were they thinking?!

It has come to my attention as of late that I cannot read minds.

Damn.

But I often do wonder what other people are thinking. Like driving for example. Some guy today was driving in an oncoming lane. He started to veer into my lane, and didn’t correct himself yet, so I slowed downa  bit and pulled into the shoulder. After i did that, he snapped back into his lane, waved at me and kept going.

What did that wave mean?

Often times when I drive, a wave means anything from: “Oh crap, sorry!” or maybe “Yeah shut up, I know!” or “Thanks for letting me in your lane!” or similarly “Thanks for FINALLY letting me in your lane, ass!” or something of the sort. Now, was he saying “Dude, chill a’ight, just back da fugg up!” or something like “Hot diggidy I almost keeled you boi! Thayanks!”  I wonder. Ya know? Cause I don’t.

Also. I often wonder what it’s like not from a person point of view opinionated, but like, what they see.  Looking life through their eyes. Standing their height instead of mine. Do they walk differently? do they move differently? How well do they hear? Color blind people: What do you see when you look at a rainbow? Just so many questions I’ll never know.  Whats it like to type on a computer, and look at your hands, and not mine? To never truly be able to see your face without having to use a tool or device to reflect yourself? Do people notice? How good is their periphreal vision? Do they mock me? Do they ridicule me?

Or maybe…. they try to figure out why I did what I just did?

This has been another entry by ‘That James Kid.’
I hope you enjoyed it.
If you didn’t, he may just hunt you down.

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Interesting entry.

i’ve always wondered about colours. like… what if what i saw as green and what YOU saw as green, were totally different colours! like i was actually seeing red, and you were actually seeing green. but some other dude was seeing purple. but we know them by different names… so it doesnt matter what we really see. and as for matching, well that explains some bad taste, i guess. lol, rock on. xoxo

November 6, 2003

hunt me down!