My keyboard just slid off and fell with a surprisingly loud crash onto the floor. I haven’t really cried for a while: no access to appropriate reading material/movies. All this morning, I was trying to pick the story I was going to be in for today, and I couldn’t make one up that would do the trick. Imagining powers aren’t working as well as they did. Its easier to be happy/sad while being someone else. I should stop chewing the inside of my cheeks/side of tongue/lower lips. I can do a very authentic retarded listlessness. I can stare and stare and stare for hours without fidgeting at all. My eye-sockets feel very hot all of a sudden. Maybe I should sleep for a while. Its easier to imagine just before going to sleep. Although mostly, I just talk to people. Its not a very good habit. Always wanting to talk to real people. If I was better at imagining, I could hear anyone’s voice I liked, saying anything I liked. I always smile involuntarily when I talk to people on the phone.
May 15, 2008
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“I always smile involuntarily when I talk to people on the phone.”
Funnily enough, i do that quite often. And i walk to-and-fro through all the rooms.
Comment by Mr. Banerjee — May 31, 2008 @ 12:11 am
“If I was better at imagining, I could hear anyone’s voice I liked, saying anything I liked.”
Ah, but if you don’t talk to real people, your imagination will quickly run out of material. One of the things I’ve learned is that the world has so very much more in it than my head could contain, large though it has grown.
I, too, pace when I am on the phone, thereby driving my colleagues nuts (I have to make a lot of client calls at work). And my roomies downstairs, since I often pace with boots on
Why is it easier to emote when you are someone else?
Comment by Dave Chakrabarti — May 31, 2008 @ 3:06 pm
Its easier to wallow in pity for the imagined travails of some wretch I’ve created in my mind. Transferred self-pity thing.
Comment by diviani — May 31, 2008 @ 8:04 pm