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Life and times of a writer and (sometimes) photographer

Monday, October 27, 2003



You don't like to listen do. You talk and talk, but never seem interested in my thoughts. This is what I have felt like telling someone who I was interested for a minute. Instead I have grinned and bared this artist's talks of art-related subjects, and many small talk-type conversations, and failed to get beneath the surface.

It's like being on a long road trip with someone and not learning much about them. That's not a good thing. Heck, I don't even know if she is interested after these few months. Maybe she is since she calls me out of the blue when she doesn't hear from me. That isn't accidental, since I have gone out of my way to speak to her. Very passive aggressive.

In a nut shell, I can't really stay interested in anyone who is hardly open and doesn't show much emotion towards me. There are so many people out that do show more openness, or are at least good listeners. I spend a lot of time listening, i like being around those who can do the same.

But tis is the life of a single twentysomething year-old in NYC.

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