I know that it seems like I muse quite a bit through this current pattern, but I intend on branching out at some point.
A man walks past me while I sit quietly reading my book a t a picnic table. He calls out to his friend behind me, “Oh shit, I feel like I forgot something.” My first thought is ‘You did. You forgot your lighter.’ I give a short bemused exhale at this and continue with my reading. I had nearly forgotten this jesting prediction when I hear this man say to his friend “Hey, did you remember my lighter?” I stop, unsure what to make of this. This man simply walked past me, nothing more. I was reading without my glasses, I could barely even see where he was. I become frightened by this for one reason: are people that predictable? I’d like to think ‘no’ and rationalize this meager guess at another’s habits by saying ‘I was simply sitting by where people usually smoke, I guessed he was heading here.” While this assumption at his destination was honestly what I thought at first, it does nothing to clear the foul odor left in the back of my mind by the question ‘are we, as people, that predictable?’ I would REALLY love to say that it was just a lucky guess.