Was out and about this afternoon, it was about 12:45. The usual stuff, nothing fancy...just errands and mostly coffee. Those who are familiar with me and my history with coffee know that I tend to buy it at a local convenience store chain rather than make it myself...not sure why that is...one of the many things that make me...unique, shall we say.
At any rate, as it is most days, I am pretty much into my own thing. I just have too many damn things to worry about to pay much attention to what is happening around me. Sure, a car coming across he intersection with no brakes will catch my eye, a dirtbag with a gun out would definately cause me to pay attention. I suppose that the REAL way to put it is that frankly, I don't usually care what is happening around me. I take it all in, process it quickly and if it doesn't seem to be my "problem" I simply ignore it.
I know it sounds awful, and in all honesty...it is awful. I guess my thinking is that I have enough of my own problems, concerns or needs to be worried about things that don't impact me directly. I know that it doesn't ...