On the way, I found that I had missed a call from a number I didn't recognize. When I called it back, it turned out to be somebody trying to locate a distant relative to inform her of a death in the family. Although he thought that she might have had my number before I did, I think that he probably had the wrong number, as I have had my current cell number for the past four years. I didn't mention this to him (it would have sounded argumentative, and I didn't think it was the right time to get into that sort of thing), instead told him that I hoped he found his aunt's number and that I was sorry for his loss.
It was a strange moment because I suddenly became involved in somebody else's life. Nothing particularly monumental was happening with me when I spoke to him. Robert Duncan's music from the "Chosen" episode of Buffy was excellent, but that's still just walking to school listening to music. You know, it's the moment in a movie that's dealt with in a time cut or a wipe to the next scene. It's skipped over in books. Meanwhile, this person's family is dealing with a tragedy.
I'm not really wigged out by it or anything, I just think that it's an interesting illustration of the scope of human experience at any one given time.
suitboyskin and I have started work on our new project, and it's nice to have started up parts of my brain that have been dormant for a while. No, working on a new story does not use the same parts of my brain as schoolwork does, which is why I was able to do so well in school while working on Ecology. What is interesting about this particular project is that our interaction has become much more streamlined, but at the same time I am more open to airing an idea before Suit before discarding it in case he can see some merit in it that I haven't. It's going to be another long trail, but it feels good to be back on the creative side of the force.
Movie Quote of the Week
Damn your eyes!