Being able to "see" doesn't always carry over.

I'm able to "see" the connections between disparate bits of information, the photograph before it's taken, and the potential branches of possible outcomes due to a word spoken or action taken.

But I'm not able to "see" the potential of a blank canvas (which happens to be an ability that my remarkable wife has when she looks at an empty or half-finished house), the video before it's recorded, or the flow of actions needed to put a piece of IKEA furniture (or any furniture, for that matter) together.

Often, I'm not even able to see an object that I'm looking for, that is right in front of me, but isn't in the orientation I expect it to be in.

What I'm able to "see" seems wondrous and magical to those who cannot, but the things that I cannot "see", I find amazing in those who can.

We're not all cut from the same cloth.

And I'm thankful for that.