Tactile

I believe I'm a rare sort of person who is totally fascinated by touch and the texture of things.  I don't know many people who will sit there and get fixated on how something feels.  But maybe they don't admit it!  Or I think I'm more special than I am.  But the only other person I know who is like this is my friend Deb at work.

It's the feeling I get from the palms of my hands.   Perhaps I have extra nerves there?   I'm very sensitive to touch.  But it's so soothing and ... well, ummm...in many cases erotic.  Or something.  *blush* 

Some of the things I get attached to - my hair.  The left side and back.  I am always playing with my hair.  I'm surprised I have hair on the left side considering how much I twirl and pull.  It gets worse when I'm tired.  But I will do it any time - especially when I'm stressed because it calms me down.

Right now I am drinking a glass of wine and I can't stop lightly rubbing my hand on the top of the glass.  It feels so ... perfect.  So much so that this is taking me forever to type.  (This is what made me think to talk about this...)

My own skin.  Everything ... including my lips. Seriously - I'll be laying in bed, for instance, and will .... (oops, just paused to glass touch) ... lightly rub/tickle my arm or stomach which makes me feel totally content and relaxed.  Nope, don't need anyone else to do it.  Just me.   And my calves or thighs?  Holy crap, I swear I am addicted to them.  

You know those balls?  Or catepillars.  Or whatever shape they are and they have a whole bunch of individual ... rubber string type things on them?  Oh gosh, what are they?  A KOOSH BALL!  Thank you Google.  Man, you give me one of those and I will play with it for hours.   I'm all out of them too...I think it's time to get more.

Oh and other people's hair....  I haven't played with a head of hair in such a long time.   Unfortunately the hubby doesn't like his hair touched.   That's right, I did get an offer to hair play from my friend.  But alas, I never did it.  Too bad he just moved away.  haha  (To be honest, someone else's hair is way too sexual to me so I held back from that little experiment.  lol)

And if I'm walking around, I just have to touch things.  It's almost like I learn more by physically having some kind of contact with that thing.   Which might explain why I also do learn faster and better by hands-on doing things myself.  Someone lecturing me doesn't work nearly as well as giving me something to do myself.

Honestly, there's no point to this blog.  It's just my obsessing, as usual.  But really, you give me some soothing music (listening to Switchfoot right now) and a glass of wine and I'll fall in love with everything I touch.  Even if it's just my own hands and arms ... as the 5 minute pause just now was dedicated to.

Hopefully this isn't something like OCD or Tourette's.  :)   And I suppose I'm not alone.  But I still bet I'm much more tactile obsessed than most people.  I think I'll publish this post now so I can play with my glass more.