You ever have a minor inconvenience that’s so small and holds no weight yet it lives in your brain rent free; here’s mine. I sleep on the right side of the bed, always have; whether it’s my bed or at a hotel, I sleep on the right side. Basically, if you’re standing at the foot of the bed, looking at the headboard and you point your right hand forward, that’s the side I sleep on. Tell me why one night I’m in bed – the right side – looking up at the ceiling and no, I wasn’t drunk or high…I was getting ready to fall asleep when I thought, “is this the left side of the bed?”
Like, if my bed was in an interview and they asked what side I sleep on, it would say “the left” and we would argue about who’s wrong even though we were describing the same spot from different points of view. I know it’s silly and there’s no point to the story but it lives in my brain now. It even made me consider the possibility of other scenarios where I might argue in favor of something, only to realize it’s the same as the other from different perspectives.