A hint on the process of my mind

I was walking mechanically down a familiar steep road, not really watching the close scenery anymore, the rounded field of vines on that hill, and the setting sun, as usual, was playing a stoboscopic effect on me through the rusty spears delimiting the field, i thought once of trying an epileptic ceasure thanks to that casual effect, i turned my head away, on the other side, trying at first to pierce with my glances the tinted glass windows of the cars passing, to guess the mood of people getting back from work by a look at their faces, and practice my inner smile against the common absence and boredom of such faces, suddenly the other side appealed me, experiencing the opposite sidewalk, i crossed the busy road and i felt at once the interest for the surroundings blazing anew in my mind, new things to see, new modern looking houses built with wide verandas, siding neglected gardens, full of metal and plastic junk, the ridiculous dogs barking at me, some kids playing ball in a dirty concrete yard, a brand new shiny red sign jumping at me, calling me to learn japanese, german, spain, english or arabic languages, i felt a cog was spining again in my brain, gathering the informations, blooming with a new found curiosity, i felt my visage lighting up in excitment at those however lame and plain sights, my interest for the present can be triggered that easily, as i am a simple man, while the minute before i was lost in reasoning thoughts, far away places and the shambles of my inner world, i imagine people understimate their need for working their senses in novelty and stimulation. Or it is just me hungry for life, my natural state.