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How do I manage to be scarily perceptive some of the time and yet utterly oblivious to the outside world at other times? For example, today I hawe managed to write a fairly acurate personality profise of someone i don't actually know all that well, whereas I have also failed to knw the colour of the front door of the house that I've lived in for two years.

I think it all comes down to the way my brain processes and prioritises. I see the door. I see that it is white. My brain sees that it has some input from my eyes regarding the colour of the door, but decides that this is irrelevant and so discards it instantly based only on its metadata. If it isn't something I consider important then I won't notice it at all.

On the other hand this means that I'm not spending much processor power on observation of minutiae, so I can spend a lot of time on the minor details of things that I do consider important, which tend to be thoughts, concepts, ideas, narratives and such things rather than any concrete object.

Or possibly I'm just strange.

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"On the other hand this means that I'm not spending much processor power on observation of minutiae, so I can spend a lot of time on the minor details of things that I do consider important, which tend to be thoughts, concepts, ideas, narratives and such things rather than any concrete object."

We do both... and other things too.

Strange. Due to my extremely bad memory, I can't remember the colour of the house, the colour of the carpet, walls anywhere inside the house, can't remember 99% of the stuff (only basic locations of basic stuff, like where the TV is, where the sofa is etc) but strangely I actually remembered the colour of the door - when I read ur post, and you said "I can't remember the colour of my door" I was like "Nor do I... hey wait isn't it white?". Hmm.

Although I do remember the colour of the grass in the front garden (light and dark green :P)

Then we must be strange together. I'm exactly the same way -- some things I, to paraphrase Sherlock Holmes, see but do not observe. I'm extremely unobservant about things like changes in my neighbourhood or even my house, and my family comments on it all the time. But the things that are important to me, like spelling for instance, get my attention to the most excrutiating detail

I say it's a sign of genius.

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