All the #$%@#$ time. I can’t turn it off. I have to not look at people interacting and _not_ point it out when I see it or hear it. Overactive empathy glands or whatever.
I can imagine myself in a time where I don’t want to hurt the grass by walking on it… so I have to keep the inhibition circuits running. Empathy. I’m glad I have loads but it’s sometimes a burden.