Caught in the Act

   There are moments in life that force you to realize certain things about yourself. For Instance I recently realized that I stare...a lot. I never realized this until I started wearing contacts and noticed my eyes were always drying out and fogging over. When I mentioned this to my husband his reply was something to the effect of "Yeah, you do stare a lot."
Who knew! Certainly not me.

    Another realization I've made is while I'm out and about I like to take notice of people. When I spot someone that strikes my curiosity I like to make up little back stories for them and imagine little scenarios. It's kind of fun. Usually this is not a problem because I'm constantly on the go. Walking through the grocery store, chasing after kids, or driving, you know, the usual. However, this last weekend my little family went on a road trip and my oh-so-wonderful husband did all the driving. This left me just sitting and watching people like a crazy person observing those around me. There was a moment I noticed a woman waving at me. I smiled and waved back. Then I suddenly felt like a crazy person because awarness dawned on me. I had been staring at her and she caught me. Oops, no big deal, right? And then I realized there have been plenty of people who have given me strange looks or waved at me in a similar fashion. And then it hit me. I'm one of those crazy people! Y'know the ones that just sit and stare at people and when you see them you try and avoid their gaze. Maybe those people aren't so crazy after all, maybe they're like me and just imagining about who people are and where they might be going.

    I've decided not to be too bothered by this realization and instead am going to foster it and nurture it. I'd like to believe I'm just embracing the writer in me and growing my abilities to be creative and develop stories.

...I just hope in all my unconscious staring I'm not muttering and mumbling all the stories and conversations I play in my head...then I might really seem crazy.