The Tickets

I don’t know if this is a petty thing or what, but I will tell it anyway.

Earlier this day, Jogs invited me to the mall. It’s facial day for her. I am broke so I have to wait for her outside. After finishing a book, I have decided to go to the amusement center and play some games and to kill some time while waiting for her. It’s my first time to play in that place since 2011. I have noticed that the kids and kids-at-heart were “ticket-thirsty”–you know, those tickets you have to collect to get a toy doll. What a rip off! It was fun though. 

After 30 minutes, I went back to the skin clinic to fetch Jogs. We went to Starbucks to meet our friend, Carizza. We spent an hour and a half there and decided to go inside the mall because Jogs needs to buy something. 

While walking, I suddenly saw a dozen of the amusement park ticket on the floor. Then I just realized something:

What the brain thinks…the eyes will see.  Not the other way around. 

If I didn’t go to the amusement park 2 hours ago, I wouldn’t notice the tickets or even give a damn to write a blog post about them. Neither Carizza nor Jogs saw them but we all stepped on the same floor. 

I don’t know why these things happen to us. I’m not a brain doctor so I have no answers. 

Is it safe to say that WE ONLY SEE WHAT WE WANT TO SEE?


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