Quick confession

I am an obsessive people watcher. Yes, it's true. I'm sorry. I'm sitting in a public place, with plenty to do, but I must-MUST-look around me and check out the other breathing creatures around me. I simply can't help myself. Don't you just wonder about their lives, what drives and motivates {or what doesn't drive and motivate them eh?} 

Then, unfortunately, the inevitable occurs. I realize that I'm not as invisible as I would prefer, and I am caught absolutely red-handed. But I'm just fascinated with people. They are so funny. We're all revolving around the sun together, and I can't help but wonder whether they're experiencing the same things I am . . . anyway, I thought I'd get that off my chest. {Not that this will necessarily help me actually get over it, but nonetheless, there is some power in admittance.}file:///Users/dancinpokadots/Pictures/iPhoto%20Library/Modified/2008/Grad%20Night/IMG_5268.JPG