Saturday, May 8, 2010

No lampshades on my head.

A party.
Strangers.
Hand shaking
Small talk
Nervousness
New people.
I’m frightened. I don’t know anyone. I will sit in my corner and keep to myself. They are talking to me. I can’t really relate. They have all known each for years. I am an interloper.
They smile at me, laugh at my jokes, but still, are they really or they being nice. I still find it hard to tell the difference.
I try
Lord knows I’m trying.

2 comments:

sloan said...

Being nice is common courtesy. It's a requirement in these - and every - situation. Thank goodness, right? Whether people like one another has much more to do with ourselves then the person we are with. Good for you for continuing trying new things and working on that awkward feeling of being in a new place. (I am always awkward in social situations...ALWAYS)

Anonymous said...

I'm gonna step outside for some fresh air, wanna take a walk?