Setaú úta (setauuta) wrote,
Setaú úta

"Don't be social or anything"

Those words ended up leading to one of those wonderfully uncomfortable meals where you barely know the people at your table, and your friends/acquaintances/whatever are on the other side of the room. I did my usual bit - eat fast, say little, go and hide. I checked out a book fromt he library - I haven't read this much in ages. It's a book of plays by Bernard Shaw - I haven't read nearly enough of him.

Even now, I'm doing it again - the rest of the group is swing-dancing while I'm effectively hiding in the corner, writing. One day, I'll figure out why I do it. I honestly don't know why, but I've done it my entire life - just randomly decided to cut myself off.

Diarius interruptus (speaking of getting cut off).
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