Friday, October 30, 2009
TMI
I fear that I have TMI disorder. I tend to want to devulge and extract TOO MUCH INFORMATION from everyone I come in contact with. When someone asks me, "how are you?" I have an urge to tell them about how stressed I am about my French test and the fight I had with my mom that morning. This conversation could go on for quite some time depending on my current state, and so I usually try to keep it to a quick "good"-as much as it pains me. It goes the opposite way though, too. When I ask someone how they are, I really want to hear about the things in their life that are pissing them off or making them smile. I take special fascination in strangers. Oh my God how I love an airport! Bring on those layovers! I love to sit and watch everyone and I always wonder what their story is. Where are they going and why? Where's home? Taking a plane somewhere takes planning, so obviously these people are going somewhere awaited, and that is exciting to me. I suppose it's a little nosey of me to desperately want to pry into every random stranger's life story in an airport, but I can't help but feel the draw. However, this desire comes with my final symptom of TMI disorder. I have a staring problem. It's like I'm trying to read the person's mind and I can't break eye contact with their face until I have it all figured out. This is a particular problem because instead of looking away when the person feels my eyes on them, like any normal human would, I continue! Lucky for me I don't hang out with the Soprano's, and for the most part people ignore my blatant eye contact. I don't mean harm with my staring, but I like to soak in the world from a distance like watching a movie...I just forget that in this movie, the actors are um, not actors, and can see me. So all of this is seen as social awkwardness, but I like to think I'm just more introspective and deeper than everyone else.
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