Saturday, July 19, 2008

There is a guy that comes into Starbucks every morning. He is one of those customers who just barley says hi to you when greeted in the morning, and rather goes right into ordering his Grande Dark. He is funny though because he then goes outside and sits for about an hour, sipping his coffee, reading and talking to himself. He has full, intense conversations (or fights? maybe discussions?) with himself and does not even care at all what people think.
I find him so funny and I love watching him get into it with himself, but then I have to wonder at what point he stopped caring what other people thought, and started just talking. I don't think I could ever do that. I talk to myself (but really, if we are honest, who doesn't?) but I don't do it in public - and mostly it is just just thoughts from the moment. I don't think that I have ever had a fight with myself out loud, hand gestures included. I find him very intriguing and kind of want to talk to him to get a little glimpse of what goes on in that head of his. Very interesting!

1 comment:

Gena said...

Maybe that is the answer? Talking to oneself very deliberately, and seriously - maybe it's a good thing? Hmm, should try it? :o)
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