The man… Miscellaneous habits.
July 26, 2010
Every day I visit the racecourse and walk along the asphalt track that runs parallel to the turf. Sometimes I close my eyes just to see if I can continue to walk in a straight line. I prefer to do so when it is sunny and I can hide behind sunglasses. However, sometimes I find it very difficult to resist the temptation and close them regardless.
I feel different when I walk this way. It is very hard to put this feeling into words. When I close my eyes it feels as if I have taken a step back. All those colours, like the blue of the sky and the green of the grass, which constantly fight for attention, fade away and are replaced with new sensations. I become aware of how my hands swing whilst I walk. On blustery days I can feel all the muscles in my body tense up as I walk against the wind. This is why I relish my walks at the race-course.
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If it were up to me, I would prefer to keep my mouth close at all times whilst eating in a public place. The fundamental problem is that there is no other way to ingest food other than opening my mouth. I have tried various techniques to get as much in as quickly as possible. This sound absurd but if you only knew how deeply uncomfortable I feel, you would sympathize. There really is no reason for anyone to catch a glimpse of the contents of my mouth as I masticate. And it doesn’t look pretty, especially when I am just about to swallow – all that food, regardless of what it is, gnashed to a pulp mixed with saliva. It is a terrible sight indeed.
