Sep 17, 2008 17:41
It's funny, I'm only really learning in the past couple of months what I remember my class mates of 8 years ago doing: The language of picking someone up.
I'm never the deliberate instigator, but I understand now so many of the physical cues that I simply didn't get before. Social blindness. I realise that I've had plenty of opportunities that I missed at the time. And while I probably still wouldn't have taken them if I'd been aware of them, I would have felt better for it.
Actually, I've really pushed my boundaries in what I can accept. I'm not comfortable with the degree of freedom I've reach, 'cuase I don't _really_ hold the reins. I give myself to others.
I need my Simon back, so I can say, "He's my master in this. If you want to borrow me, you have to talk to him."