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  • moakley@lemmy.world
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    13 days ago

    Most of the time it’s right in front of me, but my brain is just shortcutting over it.

    It’s become a running gag in my house that my wife will set something down on the floor so that I can’t possibly miss it, like a laundry basket that needs to go downstairs, and I step over it without thinking.

    One time, late at night, I went to my son’s bedroom to make sure he was asleep. His bed was empty. As I was leaving, I saw him asleep on the floor in the middle of the hall, which means I’d stepped over him.

    Sometimes I just don’t see things.