oh the humanity

It occured to me today that I am a bit of an intense people watcher. I honestly never forget a face. I even age people in my mind, once in my 20's I recognized a woman who was in my public school a year ahead of me. I remembered her name and went on to tell her, that I knew her when I was in grade 2. Usually after revealing such facts people are a little freaked, it is my particular party trick, remembering faces. Sometimes something touches me so deeply on these people watching forays, I explain it with this phrase, "oh the humanity is killing me". What I mean by this is the mundane, tender, madness, ordinary, extraordinary minutae of life and people just slays me it is at once so gorgeous and grotty and true.