The story happened, when on a cold day I wanted to wander into the mountains. There was a suitcase, I understood, that I need pants. I love comfort in the activity of movement. And with that condition I went to choose them. I don’t remember how many of them were under the gun, but having measured everything, settled on one, that fabric with a water-repellent surface had. Jumped, she presided, ran along all the fitting rooms, having decided, that pants like nothing. But heading to the checkout, suddenly speaking instinct: "No, do not take, in another you’ll take much better. ”. Well, I listened, returning them to their place.
And in the evening, thought: “Here I am bad! To walk and climb mountains, I’m hardly better to pick what. I decided firmly, on the morning of the run, I'll take it without batting an eye.
But it was going to sleep, falling for a moment, the picture appears:
Behind the scenes, the voice is ironic with a backing: "Yeah, you can walk in them of course, but just like that…". While showing me a vivid picture: walking man walking, and in his outstretched hand hang those pants casually.
“And our intuition is with humor” – I giggled and fell asleep.
Listened. So it happened, a new find a hundred times more convenient. Yes, and when it was, so that intuition in us is wrong?
Whether speaks or shouts in a low voice, sometimes we don’t listen to flair, that from the inside seems the right way for us. Rationally weighing everything, fending off with logical equations, we reject our natural constituent, brushing off her pen tickling the mind. How a mother sits above a child, what sleeps more. And the dream is excessive, as known, only harms. And then one day also carefully, then behaves more persistently. But be the head clear of fussy thoughts, then her voice will be heard, even she will keep silent. And if not, then don’t hear us him, let him shout persistently at least in a shout.