Born in the United States and raised by Indian parents, I grew up on dosas and donuts. Good stuff, yo.
Showing posts with label impression. Show all posts
Showing posts with label impression. Show all posts
Saturday, October 11, 2003
Lone Zone
I don't know why but I have a tendency to zone out when I'm with a large group of people. Hmm, I don't do that when I'm with a group of 3-4 people. Why is that? Am I too intimidated to have lots of people focus on me? So I just hush-up? I think that is it. In the meanwhile, I give off the impression as being some impenetrable pseudo-stoned daydreamer. In actuality, I'm a big wig wuss who's afraid of what people think of her if she opens her mouth or does anything attention-grabbing. I am reminded of those catatonic schizophrenic patients who try to sit perfectly still thinking that if they move, their world will crumble into fragments of chaos. In the same way, I move/speak less because the least I move the world, the better. The least I touch the world, the better. The least I make an impression of any kind, the better. Impressions can be good I guess but who is to say how people will view anything,
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