A cautionary tale, told in bitmojis… I don’t misjudge or misread situations much, in fact seeing things precisely is one of my gifts, but when I do it’s all-out. Like that time in 7th grade science class with the overhead projector. Or, in my 20s when that nice patron who liked me, came back a second night in a row.
Welcome new, intrusive thoughts! Meet the others! …Shruggy shoulders is the only answer.