Cause and Effect - The Annoyingest Day Ever!

I had been planning on wasting this blog entry on a laundry list of what went wrong with my day today. But that's not what this blog is supposed to be about. Instead, let me sound crazy for a couple minutes.

Cause and effect.

Example: You are running late to work in your 30-minute commute, only by a couple minutes, but you are officially in a situation where Every Minute Counts. Perhaps because you're, like, two to five minutes late to work pretty much every day.

*cough*

Anyway. You come to a red light, the very last red light before you're at work. And this light ends up taking longer than usual. The reason it is taking longer than usual? A single elderly pedestrian. Literally, there is no cross traffic, there is just this one old guy randomly crossing the street right here, right now.

Many people would get upset. I would. I do. Every time. But most people would never take the time to consider the cause and effect of the situation. Of course, you can likely never know the exact cause and effect, the exact chain of events that have led to this guy crossing this street at this moment on this day when you're late a lot, lately.

But do you even take the time to realize there is a chain of effect? Or do you just assume the world is out to get you?

This stuff happens to me. Constantly. I am constantly (and the word is not an exaggeration) effected by things well out my personal sphere of influence. Trick of it is, I understand cause and effect. I have a mind that simply never shuts off. It leaves a lot of time for exploration and interpretation of my surroundings. I frickin' SEE cause and effect.

It's kinda like a super power, and this is the point where I start to sound crazy.

Have you any idea how maddening it is to know that so much of your life, so many of the tiny little meaningless events are directly effected by a myriad of other, unrelated events which exist far outside of your life?

Because I know how maddening it is. We are all slaves to a constant Butterfly Effect, and it drives my frickin' batty. People ask why I never relax and why I'm so prone to locking myself away from the world for days at a time. This is why. I see this Butterfly Effect. I know it's there. Really, knowing it's there is enough to make me wonder if the world IS out to get me. But I know it isn't. This is just random bullshit constantly pouring into my life from outside it, and I'm just stuck seeing it for what it is.

Worst. Super power. Ever.

Okay, it's not without its benefits. It would be MORE beneficial if people would accept that it's there, and realize how often I am right.

But holy fucking HELL, today was an annoying day.