For the second time in as many weekends I found myself in the boot of the car because the ride was already too full in the front. Well the cars were hunchback so it was actually quite comfortable.
This actually besides the point but on the second trip, lying on my back looking at the ssky, admiring the car and skyscrapers rushing by I began to comtemplate something that I’ve thought about on and off for a little bit: I’ve always wanted to experience someone else’s thoughts.
There are times when I’m in certain situations, like when talking to a girl or even just sitting watching telavision, when I wonder how someone esle thought process would be under the same situations. Other times when I wonder if my thought process is actually normal.