Intuition

in·tu·i·tion (nt-shn, -ty-)
n.
1.
a. The act or faculty of knowing or sensing without the use of rational processes; immediate cognition. See Synonyms at reason.

b. Knowledge gained by the use of this faculty; a perceptive insight.

2. A sense of something not evident or deducible; an impression.


Well depending on your way of looking at things it really hasn’t been my week for ineractions with the horseless carriages of the world; Or it’s the week in which my intuition had been really making itself felt.

Last week I was walking down my street heading home from a long day at work very much lost in my thoughts looking forward to kicking back with a coffee when from the other end of the street a fellow denizen was headed off for whatever the evening had in store for them. Given that we were on opposite sides of the road I didn’t think too much of it until I had the urge to be off the road so I stepped up past the curb, about a second later the oncoming car decided my was apparently the place to be proceeding to swerve and come towards where I just was. Mistake quickly rectified and they then got back on their side of the road.

Fast forward to this evening and I’m waiting at the intersection near subiaco square to cross the road and head to the train station. The lights turn red, a few seconds later the little crosswalk dude goes green and begins his sqwark, hey it’s cool you can cross now signaling to any normal person that it’s safe to cross.

But then again I have never been normal, which is probably a good thing as I had the feeling to wait a few more seconds which meant that I was not in the middle of the road when the woman who was not there when the light turned red came flying up to and then around the corner, she must have really been in a hurry to get home.

Now the velocities they were travelling were unlikely to kill me in the event of a collision unless I was unlucky they definitely would have left me banged up with a few things broken, so I am quite thankful I can still move about under my own locomotion.

But Joel’s message to his fellow downunderin’s, we all have places to be, things we would rather be doing so please don’t let your impatience cause pain or the ultimate loss to another.

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