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Sunday, April 10, 2011

Confessions Of A Wallflower

I once read a book about the perks of being a wallflower....

I know I am not alone in my desire to stand on the outside and observe what is happening on the inside. In a world of billions I am not the only so called "people watcher."

There have been many times where being the subject of attention makes my skin crawl, yet other times it can seem like the most natural an comfortable thing. I think it has a lot to do with context in those situations. However, regardless of the context, I think I would usually rather be an onlooker....

                     ......kind of like the snow globe effect- I want to shake up the snow and watch it swirl up and around the people by the little cottage, BUT I only want to watch. I have no desire to experience.

I know this so called confession of "wallflowerness" does not apply to everything, because I do have a great deal of things I aim to experience. Things like world travel, making an difference in peoples lives, and raising a family. Those kind of things I would never want to have to watch from the outside, but for moments like tonight where social get togethers' happen, my second nature sets in and I flee to the wall.

I love being a wallflower for many reasons:
                      1.) My curiosity often gets the best of me and my I nonchalant position on the wall allows me to catch up on any information I might have once been missing, without butting in on purpose (this way it's only by coincidence).
                      2.) People are just plain weird, its hysterical to see what people do when they think no one is watching them. Its doesn't even have to be at a party...sit in traffic and see how many people pick their noses. Its disturbing, people don't realize that someONE is always watching. (and no I'm not a creeper this is perfectly normal!)
                       3.) Being a wallflower means less small talk, less annoyance, and less commitment. These things can be great, but there are times when I honestly just don't care. Sorry. Its not because the people bother me or I don't like the event, it just is life. I cant always commit to every event 100% all the time, that would be draining.

I don't know how strange this all sounds, but again it's just me. I'm perfectly content with sitting back, coffee in hand, enjoying life and the time I spend against that familiar wall.

Peace and Love,
The gal in the red glasses



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