Sometimes, I really boggle at how my brain works - how the subconscious links that it finds between past and present, fiction and real-life experience so often yield startling, if not terribly life-altering, discoveries I don't believe a more logical, fully-conscious thought sequence ever would lead me to.
I've been reading
Ender's Game by Orson
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Part of me is also thrilled to see that a former shy, geeky little kid, who at least in 7th grade was picked on a good bit by the anti-intellectuals and the "cool kids", became an apparently charismatic player in the alpha-personality-driven political sphere. Revenge of the nerds, indeed. :)
And I've pretty much made my peace with my slacker-tude. It has its benefits and compensations, and the adults who were projecting the Big Things for me back then only had the raw scores - not the entire picture. There's a parallel-dimension me out there somewhere, and it looks a lot like Steven, but that's ok with the this-dimension me. It's just funny that I found this out about him, when of all the kids in that class he was one of the few I really identified with (and wasn't terrified of), even though I was too shy - and probably so was he - to let us really get to know each other.
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