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Sparkly Thoughts

So, I was having a conversation with my mum earlier today. We were talking about conversations. Heh. A conversation about conversations.
Ahem. Sorry.
That is actually exactly the topic that we eventually got onto. Sparkly thoughts. My mum said that I often look bored or miserable during group conversations. I said that I wasn't bored, I was, in fact, very interested. Except I was constantly distracted by sparkly thoughts.
She asked me to clarify.
Essentially, what I mean by the aforementioned sparkly thoughts, is that I can be having a conversation. I can be listening closely. I could even be interested. But then along comes a new sparkly thought.
I find that new thought so fascinating, that I proceed to follow it off into the sunset. For example, I may be talking to some people about a new film that just came out. Then along comes the sparkly thought. It's about caterpillars. I, being intensely curious, follow the thought. It leads me off, until I end up thinking about 'The Hungry Caterpillar'. Then I start reciting 'The Hungry Caterpillar' to myself. Then somebody asks me a question.
By this point, I have been zoned out of the conversation for a while. I have no idea what they're talking about. I just know that it's unlikely to pertain to 'The Hungry Caterpillar'. I stammer for a while, before asking them to repeat themselves.
Thus, everyone seems to think that I am extremely bored by them. I am not. The caterpillars are simply a sparkly thought.
Sparkly thoughts can come in all shapes and sizes. They do not have to be about caterpillars. But they are extremely distracting.
Think of the White Rabbit from 'Alice in Wonderland'. I'm Alice in this particular scenario. Along comes the White Rabbit, wearing a waistcoat. I am fascinated by this White Rabbit, and particularly fascinated because of its waistcoat. Normal rabbits don't wear waistcoats. So, off I follow the White Rabbit, finally falling down a rabbit-hole.
This is exactly what a sparkly thought does. It leads you off, into a rabbit-hole.
An example of this that just happened to me occurred at the end of aforementioned conversation. I can't remember where the conversation had gone by this point, but I was deeply engrossed. Then the sparkly thought came along. This thought surrounded vampires (no, the fact that I speak of vampires and sparkles in the same blog-post has nothing to do with Twilight), and the fact that they would, if they really existed, need a special vampire dentist to take care of their blood-sucking teeth. I then thought about the fact that it must be a terrifying prospect to be a vampire's dentist, as one would constantly be terrified of being killed by said vampires. In this manner, my thoughts wandered off.
This is a perfect example of a sparky thought.
So, if you are one of the people to have the misfortune of knowing me, when I zone out, or ignore you, know this. You are not boring me, nor are you uninteresting. I am simply too distracted by the White Rabbit of Sparkly Thoughts to pay you any attention.

Do you have any experience with Sparkly Thoughts? If so, comment below, and tell me about it. 

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