Things you would never admit to IRL because they'd think you were weird!

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This is a topic that's been going round in my head lately as a thought popped into my mind a few weeks back and is becoming the itch that can't be scratched!

As I was driving home one day, I saw a random lorry with a place name on the side that I didn't recognise, and I thought "I wonder where I'd end up if I just followed that lorry?"

This has now become a regular topic of thought, wondering how long I'd drive for before I gave up following someone and just went home. Or wondering if they might see me driving behind them and realise I'm following them (that would be an awkward convo with the police - "why are you following that vehicle", "Well, officer, I was a bit bored and just wondered where they were going and thought I'd tag along"!)

In my head I've even gone so far as to thinking that if I were single it could be a nice day out! Pack an overnight bag, hop on the motorway and choose a vehicle to follow to see where I end up. Eventually give up and find a hotel for the night (or give myself enough time to drive home again if I couldn't find anything).

So... I realise I am weird for thinking this, but MN is a "safe space" where we can all admit our oddities without being outed, so what are yours?!

I love this one and am now wondering the same!

We've ALL thought "what if I pushed that person onto the tracks" at a train station... right? Right?!

Yeah I think they're fairly normal to have
Mine is what if I turned my key off in the ignition while I was driving

It's only when they become really intrusive it's an issue - I did experience that and went straight to the doctors, reception took one look at me and found a GP within 15 mins. Had a slight increase of medication and now back to standard thoughts!

@GreenMarigold Try reading the Chronicles of St Mary's by Jodie Taylor.

Her books involve travelling back in time to specific places and times to record what actually happened at major historical events.
She's a really funny writer too. I really enjoy her books

Did you ever read the children’s book From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler? Two kids hide out in the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York. It’s a bit of a weird book but very satisfying in that way. They sleep in a historical bed.

I did this as a kid too! I never told anyone as I felt like it was my weird little secret. I was a character (a teenage girl but the best at everything, prettiest, most popular etc) and I had a family and I would slip into my fantasy where I role played what that person was doing. And if I did something good, like score a goal, it was 'me'/my main character. If I missed then I'd slip into a different role and it was her/not main character. Very odd.

My partner and I enjoy a bit of weirdness whenever there are presents to be wrapped for me. As a child, I hated being banished from the room for this, so now, it’s customary that I’m there in the room for the wrapping. I love hearing the action, and I wish I could see what I’m going to get, but there’s always this one problem: I’m blindfolded! 😩 We both really love this, though, we do it every time, and I look forward to it almost as much as opening the presents.

If I'm out walking somewhere and see someone else across the road going in the same direction I'll have an imaginary race with them and start speed walking to see if I can out walk them, I also set myself tasks and test myself see how fast I can do them and have a satisfying win when I manage to get down to a efficient time😂

I think about all the tradesmen I know and how we really put our lives in their hands every day. Shopping centres, anywhere upstairs, going through tunnels etc. It often worries me when I remember what they were like at school…

‘Can the floor/ceiling REALLY take the weight of this bath, the water and me?!’ I often picture myself in a bath in the living room after a dramatic descent.

😂 that is the only scenario we can come up with as to why a zebra might have had mayonnaise

I have an internal world with characters, back stories, medical problems, life issues… sometimes things going on in my own life will weave in and happen to a character from my world. I know them all like they are family, having been creating this world for 30 odd years. It is scarily detailed and I slip in and out regularly.

I am an author aswell though!

Me too! I wonder if our flavours are different?!

@Elaan
Don't know if this is true but I was told many years ago that one of the questions on the Cambridge University entrance exam was to estimate the number of molecules of air in your lungs that were from Julius Caesar's last breath.
The Uni weren't interested in a 'right' answer, but in candidates who could think logically about the variables involved.
Nb. A ballpark answer was 4 at the time.

So do I. In fact I have about 30 I have to have a clean one every night because I have to wet one corner of it so it’s cold and damp . So I am weirder.

Me too for a zombie apocalypse. DH would need training up though.
I often think about what we would have to do to deal with all aspects. I have a collection of large vintage knives. I am not squeamish.

I have a store cupboard of food and first aid supplies in the utility room for us and the cats, plus wind up torches and a wood store.

I run a continual internal monologue about a number of things.

I think about just leaving and going elsewhere and starting again alone. (I wouldn't but I think about where/what it would be like/look for places on Right Move.)

I moved to Australia from Scotland. I often think that if I’d stayed in Scotland I would have met lots of people who could have become acquaintances, friends, colleagues or lovers. When I go back home I pass by strangers in my home town and wonder if I would have got to know them.

I also wonder how my DHs life would have turned out too. I’m sure given the length of time we’ve been together that he’d have met other people too.

It does my head in that there are real people out there that we could have known but don’t and we could pass them on the street and not know!

@GameOfJones Love this!
An old Facebook friend from School (25 Years ago!!) uploaded some Phots Photos from a Beach trip on the August bank holiday of last Year. When I was half heartedly looking at the Photos I spotted myself in the background playing in the Sea with DCs! The beach was 83 Miles away from where I live and even further for him. Spooky!

When driving I sometimes decide in my head that a particular vehicle in front (not necessarily immediately in front) must be going to the same place I am based on something I have noticed about the driver.

I then merrily follow them along until they have the audacity to go somewhere else and then I am genuinely surprised and quite annoyed.

I also have a whole fantasy life in my head that I speak out loud about when in my car. I also research it in detail. I’ve just spent a good hour on Rightmove looking for a house in another part of the country to move to because in my fantasy life I’ve got a new job.

I am perfectly normal honestly….😬

I have a fully formed strategy for finding an abandoned/neglected baby and going on the run to give it a better life. The plan to avoid detection involves selling my car for cash to the slightly dodgy dealer up the road; implying to him that my abusive husband is a police officer so please could he keep quiet; buying wigs from Claire’s accessories; buying a train ticket to Glasgow but getting off in Manchester; sneaking my phone into someone else’s luggage so that the trace is false; carrying the baby onto the train in my arms, but off in a sports bag (zip slightly open to let it breathe!) to confuse the cctv; and a dodgy rented room no-questions-asked before moving on again.

when I’m dropping off to sleep, I go over the plan to make sure I haven’t forgotten anything. Cheap reading glasses from Sainsbury’s, could probably knock the lenses out. Swap heels for flats on the train. Ask a stranger to help with luggage so it looks like we’re a couple going through the ticket barrier.

I have not yet discovered a neglected baby, but the strategy is like Mission Impossible.

When I'm out walking and see someone approaching me, depending on how I'm feeling that day, I sometimes hide my thumbs and clench my fingers in really tight. I imagine they are the thumb monster, and if I don't hide my thumbs, then I've had it. Once they're gone, I'm in the safe zone 😅

I think that's a really common thought tbh.

I go out for breakfast on my own quite a bit.

Ill then make up life stories about the people around me in my head. Such as - ‘new relationship at table 3. She’s thrilled but he’s not as into her so it won’t last. Thinks he’s slightly too good for her. She has no idea poor thing, she’s infatuated. Oh look the dirty bugger has just eyed up the woman at table 5. Should I warn table 3 woman when she gets back from the loo?’

Omg I think about this all the time. I was once going to start a thread called "whose mantelpiece are you on". There are people who may look at your photo every day, as they pass by in their house and you're in the photo ground.

Every time I get Queen Bee in the New York Times spelling bee, I sing Blue Moon. Absolutely no idea why.

I always used to wonder about that when I was a child. We would sometimes go past roadworks and there would be a sign that said 'Heavy Plant Crossing' and I took it to mean that the trees would lift themselves up out of the way of the roadworks, and go off somewhere else. I thought the signs were there to warn drivers to be careful in case the trees were crossing the road at night.