People were staring at me on Thursday. Two cars honked while passing me on the street. This is not normal, and I am trying to account for it without much success. I was wearing jeans with a pink t-shirt, black tank, and black vest over the top. None of this was revealing in any way. I had my hair back in a ponytail. I did my make-up. There was nothing especially out of order about it.
Possibilities:
1) I was self-conscious about wearing something I would have usually worn with a jacket, or something else over the top, so I was more likely to notice when someone looked at me.
2) There was something off about me that people were drawn to look at, but which I didn't notice.
3) There was a quantum leak in the multilayered "attention field", which caused it to shift, momentarily, to bring focus on me.
4) Inexplicably, I looked nice.
...I think I'm going with #3.
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Oh, also, I've written Red Dwarf fic...but not the one I mentioned working on before. It's over
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reddwarfslash if you'd like to read it (though it's not particularly slashy, more of a character study).
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