I’ve noticed something when I’ve been in a place so many times I couldn’t count how often I’d been there. I go on automatic.
As I was making my way home tonight, I looked around at things, but didn’t really notice them. It’s as if my body was looking, but my mind wasn’t seeing. My mind know where everything is, so completely missed the details of what’s there.
When I commute using the same route all the time, I just don’t notice much. My body is automatically taking me to my destination, looking around, but my mind is thinking about other things.
When I came to Japan, I didn’t have this kind of feeling. I looked at everything and I saw everything. I took in all the details like I was looking at something for the first time. Well, I was looking at everything for the first time. Everything was so different. It was fascinating, and I wanted to learn about every single building and place I was walking past. But over time, as I walked that same way over and over again, it’s as if a fog was separating my vision from my consciousness. My body was seeing, but to my thoughts, everything was in a fog.
Of course, this isn’t a permanent problem. I can stop that from happening by forcing myself to observe. When I do that, I tend to relax more and it stimulates my mind. I think a writer needs to do that. Clear the fog in the mind and start concentrating on what’s around.