There was a woman sitting in front of me on the 217 bus that goes up Fairfax to Hollywood. Block after block I couldn't quite tell who she was talking to... well shouting at. "Don't trip out! Just please! Just, just stop the bus! You live your life and I'll live mine!" Eventually it was clear she was talking to herself. About a month later I was on the bus with her again, and she was still having the same conversation. There are a few others I've seen, year after year walking their same route, having their same conversation. How do people get to that point? It's been said that other people are really just messengers of our emotions, and that our feelings are really expressions of how we feel about ourselves. I came home from that bus ride to hear myself having the same argument with the guy I was living with at the time, putting myself in the same role I always seem to end up in, having the same complaints about my world. I wonder, when so much can change around me and I'm still stuck in the same conversation, am I just talking to myself?
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