A thread for musings from the inane to the inner depths of psychological wonderings.
Why is it, when you are walking along and you see someone walking a bit unusually, it fucks you up? I can be walking down a street, perfectly reasonable stride (bit gimpy instep with the right foot but nothing major) but then you see someone with a strange gait or a emphatic arm swing and your own conscious goes in to overdrive.
I mean the novel walk, not the physically impared walk, but you see it and you think it looks a bit unusual, or a bit unorthodox and you start thinking about your own walk? That moment of clarity on someone else's walk leads to self doubt and major internal questioning about your own walk.
Then you just can't walk properly, it goes to pot. No matter how confident your stride was before it's gone. Arms pinned to the side because that last person had a jolly swing. Short steps because that person had a lunging gait. Then surely someone sees you and thinks, what the fuck, that person walks weird.
Leads to one perpetual chain of self-doubting fucked up striding weirdos.