It occurred to me in the shower this morning how much this word means to me. It makes up almost all my thoughts on things, in one way or another.

I critique things based on how functional they are. I drive a Scion xB, because of it’s functionality. I see couches and chairs, and wonder about all the unused space underneath. My clothing, my hardware, my software, almost all things in my life are put up against it’s yard stick.

I differ from most in my family this way. In fact, I differ from most of society I expect. It’s the designer in me. I can’t turn it off, either. Everywhere I look, I begin dissecting it’s usability.

Just a thought.