Love on the rocks with no ice

The strangest thing keeps happening to me. When I meet new people, I categorise them into combinations of people I already know. I guess my perception gland is wearing out, and I have gathered basic models of behaviour in my head and I associate them with people. That part is fine – just me being lazy and narrow minded. Well, it’s not exactly fine, but it’s better than the other thing. That is that I start breaking people’s faces into faces I already know, and mainly faces that I knew in secondary school. Which is fine, but I went to a single sex secondary school. It’s quite unnerving to start thinking of a girl’s face as being a bit like Jonny Sizer’s, or a bit like Simon Coulson’s.

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