My crippling phobia of seeming bored to myself or others has turned me into a pseudo-existentialist. Being out of college for this long and I am remembering now that I am not actually smart at all, just fascinated by and fixated on the notions of purpose or meaning. This is sort of self absorbed, and definitely contrived, trying to find god in glances, dialogue and increasingly, recollections.
“I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious.”
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