Thursday, May 14, 2009

Checking out


This is the moment at dinner when I check out. Something has just been said that disappoints me but doesn't surprise me, or maybe it makes me remember the way things were in another time. The item blurs and so do I. But here's a new trick in my bag: I name the object. I note the noises around it. The object comes back into focus, next the people I'm with. Finally, I come around, and if I flash an embarassed smile I am usually forgiven.

3 comments:

onesilentwinter said...

I relate to this so much. often- to many times i have "checked out" i do think in certain situation it is good for self preservation..yet it is tiring. not to deal with it. more so than to do so.

The Girl From Cherry Blossom Street said...

I practice this trick. I know how to dissociate myself from the surroundings.
Otherwise, my instinct will always prompt me to walk away.

Who forgives whom?

Claire said...

if you were sitting opposite me you would see me nodding my head and my eyes would tell you the exact content of my heart. it reflects your own.