So I've been generally super inarticulate when describing my rat king tattoo, especially the bit with the eye and the crown (that haven't been outlined yet, because I've been asked to consider whether a throat tattoo would serve me well at this point in my life) and the funny looks I get make me even more flustered and less articulate every time the subject comes up.
But today I was having lunch (splitting fish n' chips and drinking a blueberry marshmallow milkshake) with my hostess, her friend, and her friend's housemate who I hadn't met before. And of course the topic came up and I got all bumble-y and the housemate was like:
"Oh, so the eye is like the center of the collective consciousness and the rats are like the tentacles of an octopus, that whole distributed intelligence thing. One creature with autonomous parts."
(we had just been talking about octipodes' arm-neurons)
Bam. Two sentences. Nailed it. This is paraphrased of course, but she knew exactly what I was trying to convey through flailing.
"Hehe, you're a good me-interpreter. No one ever gets that part of it." I managed to stammer out.
"You'll find more and more people who get it as you go."