Hey Lefty

So yeah, I'm left handed. I remember vividly as a kid I would always check out some book with a title along the lines of Left-Handed in a Right-Handed World. I never fully read it, but I continued to check it out anyways. This has been in the back of my mind ever since though. Scissors, keyboards, computers and their mouses...all made for right handers. Not to mention goddamn manual can-openers. I do a lot of things differently just because of my handedness, it's amazing. I didn't realize til now that I usually put out my left hand to shake people's hands although I'm pretty sure it's a custom to use your right hand...at least I know it is in India. I use sign language with my left hand which gives me an extra step to reverse what I'm learning from a right handed signer. I constantly sit next to right handers, hence bumping elbows and having less writing space. Yet I'm so accustomed to watching right handed people write that I feel awkward watching a lefty write. I just now discovered that there are many books about left handedness, I'm probably going to add one to my list of books to read. It's like a whole other culture, it's kinda cool.

I'm curious if other people think about things like this. Am I just an incredibly constant observer of little daily occurrences? I don't know why I'm like that, but everything fascinates me. Upon realizing that, I'm still fascinated by the little things I learn about myself. I am intrigued and interested in every little thing, I'm a natural and eager learner. And even though some people will think there is no point in knowing most of this "useless" information, it still serves me in happiness for some reason I'm not quite sure of yet. Maybe I think I'll soon encounter the secrets of things. Maybe I like knowing just a bit more than everyone else...not to be smarter, but just to know and keep it to myself.