I thank God for giving us dreams that we can pursue what we are passionate in. Including those weird non-sensical dreams when we are sleeping. Gives us something funny to talk about.
I was actually quite surprised that nothing rowdy (relatively speaking) on Halloween night. I had the "misfortune" to clean church at midnight on a Halloween night. Not a smart move. But yeah, nothing happened.
The weather has been crazy lately with the appearance of thunderstorms for the first in a very very long time. Followed by hot days and so the humidity built up. Anywhere indoors is just absurdly humid. Then today, after a few days of hot sunny humid days, the temperature decided to take a dive in the morning. Plus fog. When I woke up from my 2 hour sleep last night, I felt like I entered the twilight zone. So I proceeded to have my usual "coffee" hit, two cups of Milo. As I was drinking and peering towards the balcony with the blinds down, all of the sudden my neighbour's head just peered slowly at the corner of my eye. That was scary given the current weather of fog and cold temperatures and I didn't flinch.
I think at that time my brain was trying to decide on whether to pee in my pants, drop my cup of Milo or scream. But given the indecisiveness of my brain, the adrenaline had time to drop to normal levels and rational thinking took over the helm. So no matter how scary the incident is like, the most you get is a slight jolt but nothing more. And I've noticed that this has always been the case for as far as I can remember. When I was in London in 1996, we visited Sega City, everything and all things Sega in one building. So there was this attraction called the House of Grandish where people go into this pitch dark room and to sit in chairs with headphones over your head and you place your hands on the globes at the armrests. They take in about a group of 12 people at any one time so obviously some group dynamics will contribute to the scare factor. So they play this ghoulish sadistic scenario over the headphones and they record your heartbeat through your hands placed on the globes as you progress through the scenario. This was more than most of my family and extended family can handle and so you'd hear them screaming around me but I was still unphased. So at the end of it all, they print the recorded heart rate and have a short psychoanalysis based on the readings. Mine was just like a normal heart reading while the rest had serious reactions to the scenario. The staff handling the attraction was also very surprised at my results to see it so steady.
I think maybe I have a very fast cooldown period for scares or events and maybe I'm just unable to respond to external factors. Which may explain a lot of things in my life. I don't respond to a lot of things when the time comes. I don't respond to assignments (who hasn't had this problem?), feelings, people and sometimes even God. Being able to respond to something or someone will get you results, both positive or negative, but not responding is probably the worst thing to be in. Not only will you have missed opportunities but you will sometimes end up losing more than you bargained for. I think I have mentioned before that I am not a gambling kind of man (gambling in the general sense of the word) and because of that I lose out on more. I think it's just me being unresponsive. The only time you will get some sort of an immediate response from me is by poking me with a stick. And even that is not guaranteed. Disclaimer: I will not be held responsible for any injuries when poking me with a stick or any poking of sorts.
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