You say “apple” to me and I’m #1, glossy skin, insides, all that
And how in the hell does one navigate life, or enjoy a book, if they’re not a #1?! Reading a book is like watching a movie. I subconsciously assign actor’s faces to characters and watch as the book rolls on.
Yet #5’s are not handicapped in the slightest. They’re so “normal” that mankind is just now figuring out we’re far apart on this thing. Fucking weird.
EDIT: Showed this to my wife and she was somewhat mystified as to what I was asking. Pretty sure she’s a 5. I get frustrated as hell when I ask her to describe a thing and she’s clueless. “Did the radiator hose pop off, or is it torn and cracked?” “I don’t know!”
EDIT2: The first Star Wars book after the movie came out was Splinter in the Mind’s Eye. I feel like I got that title. What’s it mean to you?
I’m a 4, and I’m very poor at remembering people’s faces. Same goes with memories, I realized early on that I have really shit memory especially if I rely only on visuals. These days I just try to deduce past events based on information I’m sure of. I also figured out a few years ago that I can remember my day a lot better if I’m narrating the events to myself in real time and compiling a script in my head, because otherwise I wouldn’t be able to remember much other than the events that affected my emotions more intensely.