A second is a rather short length of time. A lot can happen in it, to be sure, but it is, after all, only a second. Therefore a split second, is truly an incomprehensibly short moment in time. So short, in fact, that a person really can’t think of more than one thing in a single split second.
I mean, in a full, “One, one thousand,” a person could practically rid the world of flying squirrels or talk sense into the people who use winking smiley faces too much. Both, I imagine, being very difficult tasks. In just a little “O-,” however, one could only perhaps contemplate the furriness of a flying squirrels’ ears, or become exasperated at the one who used their signature smiley for the 12th time in 4 minutes. Yes I am aware I use strange examples when I am tired.
You have to love some of these split seconds. It’s like when you are stopped at a light or in traffic directly next to someone. Windows down and music loud, you casually glance toward the car beside you. They are looking at you, you at them… you both quickly turn your gaze… just a mere moment in your day, and yet it is so amusingly awkward. Or that split second after you wave at someone who you thought was waving at you but it turns out they were waving at someone behind you. It’s amazing that such a short moment in history could hold such intense feeling. Awkwardness and embarrassment are both quite laughable after the fact, and yet at the time there seems no way to write off the sensation as anything but ‘awkward,’ or ’embarrassing.’
The scary ones are always interesting. That split second where you looked up at the roof and there seemed to be an alien there like in Signs, standing and watching you. Or when you look out your window and can just picture a person staring in at you. Your stomach drops and pulse races, and practically as soon as this happens you’ve started talking yourself down and realized it’s all in your head. Very fleeting, and yet so intense. It’s craziness.
Another weird one is the split second you jump off of something. Whatever it is. A rock into water, a bed, a cliff, whatever. That tiny second that you go, “What the heck am I doing.” Or the moments you go, “Oh. Okay. Well then.” Like when you realize something crazy big but it hasn’t sunk in yet. Those are good ones. Or there are the complicated times you look at someone or something and really really really want to say something but don’t quite know how it would go over so you decide against it and wonder… sigh. I don’t know. These shortest lengths of time kind of interest me.
I think I’ve babbled on long enough. There is no point really to this post. Unless you can find a good one, in which case I was going for that all along.