@freemo

I don’t remember doing this and now I have hives thinking I’m probably the weird one.

@freemo me too!!! :)
And to be honest?
I'm doing it not as well. Bu tnot pretending to be some running man next to me but me on motorbike or something like this.
I like to idea to seek for available (even small) road at the full speed of car/train I'm sitting in.

@freemo I used to think about that too. It always seemed like a game in the mind, training to respond faster to obstacles and limitations. I still think of this game but I have to pay attention to the road.

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Budding pattern recognition perhaps? I did this too, sort of. It wasnt a man, it was at night, we had to reach each streetlight within a certain amount of time or the car would disappear. Or in daytime, each mile marker had to pass within a certain point or the car would disappear.

I think that was pattern recognition chained to anxiety because we were soooooo damn poor that having a car was an extreme luxury at the time.

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It's not.

@freemo

>”As a kid i did this... i didn't know it was normal.” (imagine a man running along side the car)

I thought it was me running. I’d look out and try to follow a path along the side of the road with my eyes as if I was trying to follow that path. Then our car would go into a tunnel or there’d be some obstruction that would end the path I was following and it would be very dissatisfying.

I think maybe you were also trying to follow that path but perhaps it was easier to imagine someone else doing it.

So. When you were a kid, how did you feel about your mother?

(running man – not to be confused with burning man)

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#freud #shrink #psych

@freemo same! For me, I imagined a big brush-hog that had to lift over the mailboxes

@freemo wondering if an introduction to video games was needed to trigger such an event?