The peril of over-analysing yourself

Last Saturday I was riding in the rain.  I had my helmet rain cover on, like I usually do when it’s cold and raining.  At some point the rain intensified, and I noted that I was feeling rain drops on my skull.  “How funny”, thought I, “I am feeling phantom rain drops on my head even though I’m wearing a helmet cover.”

When I arrived at the destination and took the helmet off… you guessed it, no rain cover.  It must had been blown off with a gust of wind and I did not notice.  I did retrieve it later on my ride back, the cover was lying on the pavement and had some car tire marks on it.

Next time I am tempted to smirk about my psyche messing with my senses, I hope that I’ll be less certain about it.


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