Since we're talking about the (many) (probably unnecessary) paths my brain goes down, I think I've mentioned it before but reading is really weird.
I was reading the other night (I haven't been keeping up with the "book I'm reading" at the side of the blog, I'll probably delete it, especially since I'm currently re-reading books) when I started to think about it.
We look at lines and shapes that represent letters that are sort of sounds but really just symbols, and we then put together those sound shapes into words and those words make pictures in our minds and all of this happens (when one is able to read) without us really noticing. We just... read. Our eyes move across a page and we are *in* a story. We are picturing things and following things and feeling things.... it's... magical. It really is.
Reading is the strangest thing when you really think about it.
(PS I just moved my fingers on a keyboard and "talked" to you and your brain and eyes.... heard it. Dude!)