Gunnar and I were out for a walk this week. Took a trail we hadn't before and ended up on a street we hadn't walked before. Still, I had a good idea where we were (big picture), and within a couple of minutes we were back on course.
Gunnar told me,
Mom, inside your head there's an organized map with an orderly grid.
Inside Dad's head, it's a Salvador Dali painting.
2 comments:
and mine is something by Escher. I can't remember how to get someplace until I've done it four or five or more times. My husband likes to vary routes because he gets bored and, like you, sees the big picture. Complementarians for real!
He cracks me up with some of these things he says! That is so funny! :)
Post a Comment