I’m a very detail-oriented person. Most of the time I notice things that people usually don’t, or tend to overlook. I have a habit of gazing at something for long periods of time, going over it bit by bit and grasping the details of it. That’s why I love art so much, especially while visiting the museums. I would sit in front of a piece and really look at it. If it was a painted piece, I’d take forever. How the brush strokes vary, the texture of the paint, the small margins where colors fade into each other or the faint outlines of the background details. Things like that. But perhaps one of my favorite things to do is find a quaint corner cafe near a busy street (preferably) and people watch. Most of the time I would take a journal with me and write down what I see. First, I’d start with a small description of the person, nothing too much that would give them away, I respect people’s identities and prefer to keep them a secret. Besides its more enjoyable to try to remember who I was writing about later on then a bold description of the person first hand. Then I’d list all the details I can grasp while they’re still there. Facial expressions. How they fiddle with their fingers when something is bothering them, How they like to wear a certain article of clothing. My favorite thing to watch for is how they react to certain things. It just amuses me how we all differ from each other yet we get classified as the same. Sure, our skeletal frame is made up of all the same pieces but even that differentiates from another. Tall, small, big, wide, etc. We’re not the same at all. And I just love that. Don’t take yourself for granted, you’re way more unique than you think.