…is being worked on in the house today, which means the water to my apartment needs to be turned off for a little while. And it's remarkable how often I have to remember that while reaching, as is my deeply ingrained habit, for a faucet handle.
This matter of ingrained habits and learned assumptions is one of the reasons we have flourished as a species. Imagine how it would be if, turning up at your place of work every morning, you had to relearn how to do your job again from scratch. Every day, forever, would be your first day there. (All of which is conditioned on whether you could figure out how to get to your place of work every morning successfully.)
Imagine if, every morning when you wake up, you had to decide whether the floor next to the bed would be a safe place to stand. And whether to take the risk.
It'll be nice when they get finished down there and I can get a few dishes washed.
No comments:
Post a Comment