Sometimes, if I pay attention to when I’m not paying attention, I notice a strange phenomenon.
It starts off simply enough. You’re driving home from work. A drive you’ve made hundreds, nay, thousands of times. And you switch into autopilot. You don’t need to pay that much attention. You could probably make the drive with your eyes closed. Like you’ve done several times just for fun. I would never attempt such a feat. That would be reckless and irresponsible. (Luckily, with the invention of Siri and voice-recognition software, texting while driving with one’s eyes closed has not been rendered any more difficult.)
And then you say to yourself (because you often talk to yourself while you’re driving with your eyes closed), “Why am I driving so close to the line?” You don’t need to be that far over. There is nothing in the road, presenting a hazard, necessitating the path you have chosen.
Then you open your eyes realize the reason for your errant driving. The car in front of you is driving along the center line. Your autopilot has switched to a “follow” mode. You’re simply keeping with the track the car ahead is taking. You casually slide back to the center of the lane and continue on your way.
I was walking back from lunch. I walk through several buildings and a parking lot. It’s the shortest route. Or so I’ve convinced myself. In the parking garage, there is a pedestrian lane to one side, so as to keep us wayfarers out of harms reach. I found myself walking behind a woman. As she neared the entrance to the walkway over the boulevard below, she stepped up onto the “sidewalk” just in front of the elevators. As she walked the 3 feet along the landing, I found myself following in her path. Also for 3 feet. At which point, I wondered, half aloud, “Why did I do that?” My autopilot had switched to “follow” mode.
We walked down the handicap ramp and strolled across the walkway. It wasn’t until I was 4 blocks past my destination that I realized what had happened. I flipped the autopilot switch from “follow” to “off.” It was 10 minutes later that I finally happened upon someone who was headed to my building. Luckily. Had my aimless ambling not been arbitrated, it’s anyone’s guess where I might have ended up.