I thought this would make a nice sister piece to the previous post as that particular one resonated with a lot of people, it seems. This time I cover the rest of the tenses – possibly quite tenuously – with some present and future musings. Perhaps you can all start calling me ol’ romantic shoes or something.
My mum once asked me why I analysed everything, to which I replied “doesn’t everyone?” Dissecting things – metaphorically, I might hastily add – is all very well and good but it’s not particularly interesting unless you add a dash of dreaming into the mix as well.
If I have one vice(!), its people watching. I’m regularly gobsmacked by the thought of how anybody can manage to have a life. It’s easy to imagine ourselves and our friends and such like but the world in general? There are so many connections, so much action and thought streaming in from everywhere, it’s impossible to conceive of, let alone comprehend it all. Still at least it’s fodder for my endless analysing fetish.
Personally I am convinced that everyone else is just standing still until I enter into the room and then they act like really people but secretly they are robots and I am the centre of the universe…but I could be mistaken.