My daughter is what you'd call a "drama queen". Can't blame her. She comes by it honestly, but what I've seen in my children, is some kids feel things more deeply. Out of the four, two got the non-feeling/engineering gene, and two got the drama gene and seem to feel every slight, hear every subtext and their senses are always on alert.
As a sensory person myself, we seem to feel life more deeply. That's not to say engineers don't feel. Just that I have yet to see it. (Okay, I'm kidding! Kind of.) I will say, as a mother, I notice how much easier life seems to be for the engineering personalities...But as a reader, I think that's why so many books leave me flat. They don't make me feel anything. I want a story to carry me away into its world. Watching the Dickens' Masterpiece the other day, I am still reeling in the characters' emotions.
There's something very safe in feeling other people's pain, learning from it, and not having to actually deal with the consequences. I've come to understand this is why most people don't need to soothe their senses as often. They don't feel like that.
Most don't recognize the "feel" of a buttery leather handbag is different. It does something for the touch. I noticed this week that a woman in church had a fake Louis Vuitton diaper bag. How did I notice? A real Louis Vuitton's designs line up. The hardware is perfection and the seams are beautiful. I don't notice to be snotty, as one might think. I notice because it bugs me.
I'll bet most people would have no idea if they had a "bad" pedicure. I notice. I notice that David Crowder FEELS his music. He doesn't simply sing it.
Good espresso is to the taste what good fiction is to the soul. I've spent a lifetime apologizing for noticing things I'm not supposed to notice. But now, I embrace it. I probably would have been drowned as a witch in the different era. But I notice. And watching my children notice makes me want to help them embrace who they are, not apologize for it.
I have to get my gown sized down, but this gown was an issue too. Because there were many nice gowns for a reasonable price. But this one...it's boned, lined, cut on the bias. It FEELS incredible. It's not that I think I deserve to be spoiled, it's that nice things call out to me. When this gown fits...just imagine with me now. : )