A piercing flight into the aloof world of the dominant other: from the gaze of one who is "hegemonicly" oppressed.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Unfortunately I have a talent
I have an uncany talent for reading faces and emotion. Like rt now I am in barnes and noble and I am looking at this woman who is in deep contemplation. Then I see the a typical soccer mom with her two teenage kids. You know some times I think people just come here for the anonimity at least that's why I am here. JR and I came here for our father son cookie night and his mother shows up out of nowhere. I just feel that she just intruded so much on our time. Maybe I am just venting a little too much. It's been a rough week and it's only Tuesday. Within this transitional time in my life I can't seem to move forward. Today was suppose to be the day where the gears would start to turn but no there is another logjam. I was so annoyed and angry today. Luckily I caught myself and just said control only what I can control. So I calmed down and ran five miles. By that time I had cleared my head only to have it disrupted. Boundaries I think is key and I just feel my boundaries have been respected. Finding out my belongings were placed in storage without my consent, prolonging the inevitable, and then intruding on my time with JR- it's just been a rough day.
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