Today in “things that flew over my head at the time” I suddenly remembered something from high school. It was probably the first time I went to the Renaissance festival and at one point I was sitting in a tavern with a female friend and some guy she had met. He was hitting on her by holding her hand and taking about palm reading and what her hand was telling him. She was eating it up. And even though I knew that was what was happening I kept pestering him with questions about my own palm. I didn’t really know why I was doing this and I knew I shouldn’t but I just couldn’t help myself.

Driving to my doctor just now it suddenly hit me that I was jealous and wanted him to look into my eyes the way he was looking into hers! I never thought of it like that before and suddenly the whole incident makes a lot more sense to me.

It’s funny how things like this slipped under my notice back when I was still in denial about who I am.