Saturday, March 30, 2013
looking at ya

I have this really bad habit of staring at people. I don’t mean to do it. I don’t know that I can help it. And I mean nothing by it, I just ... start to stare. The thing is, I will look at a person, then my mind goes off on a tangent then another and another. A moment later, I either get a funny look from the stare-ie or I shake myself out of my reverie and hope no one noticed.

It became a problem recently when we were at an in-law's house and I was off in my little la-la-land. Later my kid points out to me that said in-law was not too happy that I had a blank stare at what she’d said. It took me a long moment to think back on what he was referring to.I realized I was there, in that place where I was eight bumps ahead of whatever had caught my attention in the first place. Dang it. I suppose I could call her up and tell her this is what I do and it had nothing to do with anything she said, but alas...I did not. (mostly on the hopes that she has forgotten the entire thing—and I’m a big ole chicken.)

I can’t say how long this has been going on. A few years at least. It has become somewhat of a nuisance. I mean, when you’re caught staring and the person doesn’t know that it’s nothing to do with them... yeah, I get looked back at A LOT!

Does this ever happen to you? Do you get caught in a daydream moment and folks thinks you’re creepy or weird? Do you ever try to explain?

Written at 4:41 AM by Denise McDonald.
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