The title of this post comes from a line in one of the Spider-Man movies. Doctor Octavius is attempting to get his mechanical arms to do what he wants, not them having a mind of their own.
I do the same thing sometimes.
No, I don't have 4 mechanical arms run amuck that are controlling me that need to be reigned in. What I have is a balance system that leaves me stumbling and bumbling around like a drunken sailor.
There are days where avoiding a corner, any corner, of a wall or hallway is a major accomplishment. Getting from point A to point B in the shortest possible distance is nowhere near a straight line, but rather a winding trip through points C through Z along the way.
It can be frustrating.
People often talk about forgetting where they park in the parking lot and wander around until they find their car. I always know where the car is. Getting there may be the challenge.
It's similar to the style of auto racing known as "drifting". You never go around the corner facing the direction that you intend to end up going. Instead you slide around the corner with your back end trying to pass your front end. I can be looking squarely at something and walk sideways attempting to get there.
It could actually be rather humorous to watch.
Dark is always a problem in this regard. I couldn't walk a straight line if I wanted to. I dread the day when I get stopped for a traffic violation and am expected to take, and pass, a field sobriety test, especially at night.
"Stand with one foot in front of the other, heel to toe. Now, close your eyes and touch your nose."
"Ok, now walk on the white line on the side of the road."
1,2, cha cha cha
"Let's try this one. Stand on one leg with your eyes closed."
Here comes Peter Cottontail, hopping down the bunny trail.........
Can anyone say, "enjoy the ride to the station?"
It could be enough for me to scream "Listen to ME now!" to my balance system.
In that regard, I actually have done that. While in some of my drifting moments I have actually stopped, re-aligned myself to my target and shouted, "We're going THIS way now!"
One of the joys of living in the country. Who is going to hear you?
'til next time
Just a guy trying to live with an invisible, potentially debilitating illness