Cool! I've actually been meaning to take pictures of a tree in each season - I'll hafta let you know when I do that! And people watching is cool haha - i'm much the same way. Always trying to analyze, figure out how people think, what an odd facial expression means or what's inferred by what is or isn't said. Watching Sherlock and reading Ender's Game hasn't heIped! It can be pretty interesting to analyze yourself, too! and would you mind sharing any such mini life stories?
oh that's great! i've had an idea like that for years but never got round to doing it due to the length of the process. yeah, i'm the same, i obsess over people's motives, and often over-analyse everything. for me, it's my English teachers that made it worse! i often also tend to focus on the way actors perform a role (sometimes more that the film i'm watching oops!) self-analysis is what i live by, basically. i'm very self-aware, which has equal advantages as it does disadvantages. i'm just really glad that someone's mind functions similarly to mine (though it also scares me.)now, for the mini life story (brace yourself, this shall be lengthy.) i'm very kind of judgemental of people when i look at them, but not in the rude way, more like jumping to conclusions about their lives based on how they appear. the latest i was people-watching was wednesday, i think. so i was on the bus home, upper deck, looking out the window down at the streets. the bus stopped at a red light, and an elderly woman came into my line of sight. she intrigued me because she wasn't wearing what 99% of people in the city centre did; her clothes were all loose and dull coloured. she was standing in front of a hospice, and i think she was looking for someone (her hand lay upon her brow as if saluting, and she kept turning around.) that was the only few seconds that i've seen of her, but in that time, a whole series of made up events about her life came to mind. her gestures told me she was looking for a son, a little boy. she must've had him late, as she looked about 50. her son was probably going to meet her in front of the hospice, carrying some vegetables he'd just bought. i assumed her husband had died, or just wasn't in the picture. the clothes she wore looked like she could move around easily in them, and she probably had to, as i imagined her to be hardworking at home to bring up her son well. the fact that she stood in front of a hospice made me think she and her son would walk in there together, and buy some articles of second-hand clothing. i just assumed the lady wasn't wealthy. i don't think she was unhappy though.so yeah. i've probably done this a thousand time that day, but it's kind of subconscious. like taking a look at a person and what impression you get, but on a deeper level. it's not that i'm being prejudiced, because i don't form an opinion about them, it actually stops me from being prejudiced, because it makes you think, you know, what the person could be going through, and the reason behind their actions, so it's not like "oh, this person is an asshole" it's more like "this person did a bad thing but it only makes sense that they would do it because this and this happened earlier".i talk too much.
