drömmaren
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Here is a scenario that literally happens every single day:
My roommate and I walk down the street. I am either immersed in my own thoughts or attempting to carry on a conversation with her. I could be in the middle of speaking and she will interrupt and blurt out irrelevant things like, "Look! A bunny! Bunnies are weird. I've seen so many bunnies this week. And a few squirrels." "That guy in the window on the next block has on very colorful pants." "That apartment building is so tall." "Every time I see the tiny glowing white cross on the top of the church, I think it's the moon."
I don't mean to perpetuate sensor hate (okay maybe I do...), but WHO CARES ABOUT THESE THINGS? What is so compelling about them? Why must they be urgently and impulsively acknowledged at the expense of a perfectly good conversation? At first I tried to sound interested in her mundane observations, but after hearing them every three seconds I just don't really respond anymore. Of course it's nice to take a walk and appreciate nature and stuff, but I can't even have what I consider to be a worthwhile conversation while walking downtown with her because she cares more to talk about the frickin colors of fur on all the bunnies she saw, which I never even saw because they were all like half hidden behind bushes at night so how does she even notice them in the first place? And SHE is convinced something is wrong with ME because I don't notice anything going on around me. But if you are sooo overly attuned to everything going on around you you how can you possibly THINK?? She once told me she never daydreamed as a child because she was always completely in the moment. A LIFE WITHOUT DAYDREAMS? That's an atrocity if I've ever heard one...
Okay, that's all. I just needed to vent. Maybe one day I will overcome my superiority complex and my intolerance. I do want to understand how sensors work, and I want to be able to appreciate the simple things such as seeing bunnies, but for now the world inside my head is so much more interesting. Even as a kid I remember getting annoyed when my mom would dwell on how pretty the colors of the leaves on the trees were as we drove in the car. I woul notice it, appreciate it, and then return to my thoughts. I didn't need to sit there for thirty minutes being told repeatedly to look out the window, oh my gosh more trees! And they even have leaves, go figure! My thoughts after catching a glimpse of the scene will often involve what I just saw (for example, I may incorporate a memory of the image into a piece of writing or music). So I absolutely appreciate things I see, just in a different way.
In conclusion, sensors annoy me, but I guess I shouldn't judge because I'm sure they have capacities that I never wil.
My roommate and I walk down the street. I am either immersed in my own thoughts or attempting to carry on a conversation with her. I could be in the middle of speaking and she will interrupt and blurt out irrelevant things like, "Look! A bunny! Bunnies are weird. I've seen so many bunnies this week. And a few squirrels." "That guy in the window on the next block has on very colorful pants." "That apartment building is so tall." "Every time I see the tiny glowing white cross on the top of the church, I think it's the moon."
I don't mean to perpetuate sensor hate (okay maybe I do...), but WHO CARES ABOUT THESE THINGS? What is so compelling about them? Why must they be urgently and impulsively acknowledged at the expense of a perfectly good conversation? At first I tried to sound interested in her mundane observations, but after hearing them every three seconds I just don't really respond anymore. Of course it's nice to take a walk and appreciate nature and stuff, but I can't even have what I consider to be a worthwhile conversation while walking downtown with her because she cares more to talk about the frickin colors of fur on all the bunnies she saw, which I never even saw because they were all like half hidden behind bushes at night so how does she even notice them in the first place? And SHE is convinced something is wrong with ME because I don't notice anything going on around me. But if you are sooo overly attuned to everything going on around you you how can you possibly THINK?? She once told me she never daydreamed as a child because she was always completely in the moment. A LIFE WITHOUT DAYDREAMS? That's an atrocity if I've ever heard one...
Okay, that's all. I just needed to vent. Maybe one day I will overcome my superiority complex and my intolerance. I do want to understand how sensors work, and I want to be able to appreciate the simple things such as seeing bunnies, but for now the world inside my head is so much more interesting. Even as a kid I remember getting annoyed when my mom would dwell on how pretty the colors of the leaves on the trees were as we drove in the car. I woul notice it, appreciate it, and then return to my thoughts. I didn't need to sit there for thirty minutes being told repeatedly to look out the window, oh my gosh more trees! And they even have leaves, go figure! My thoughts after catching a glimpse of the scene will often involve what I just saw (for example, I may incorporate a memory of the image into a piece of writing or music). So I absolutely appreciate things I see, just in a different way.
In conclusion, sensors annoy me, but I guess I shouldn't judge because I'm sure they have capacities that I never wil.