Experiment.

After running, I strolled along a quiet road, flanked by quaint terrace houses with the chorus of yelping dogs and the trickling of water from watering cans as a soundtrack to the orangey pinks of the beautiful sunset.

I did something quite lame. I tried to see if I could walk in a straight line with my eyes closed. The road was rather quiet, and most people were probably indoors having dinner. I decided to take the risk.


After closing my eyes and counting to fifty, I found myself in the middle of the left lane. I guess it's because my right foot's my dominant foot, so I'd tend to take bigger steps with my right foot and thus ended up left of where I started.

Quite a lame experiment. But I did it!