Citizen X
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I was going to write about this when it happened, but for some reason forgot about it.
Since breaking up with my ex, I have been haunting plenty of places by my own, more so than when I was on a relationship, for obvious reasons, usually book stores, abandoned places (I love that) or nature parks. This Sunday, however, I decided to buy a book (McMafia by Misha Glenny) and read it at an Italian styled coffee shop I know, just because.
Anyway, when I stopped reading I noticed that I was the only person by myself in the whole packed place, and the only one with a book, at that. Every single table was occupied by people with friends, lovers or family.
I don't know if it was the existential blues, or raging hormones (I haven't had sex in a long time, even months before the breakup) but I took my cellphone, which never gets any calls other than work related, dialed my house's phone number, waiting to hear my voice in the answering machine and started talking with myself, like a casual conversation.
-How are you holding up, boy?
-What about mom and dad?
-You still working in that shitty job?
-You need to take a break, don't be that hard on yourself
-No really, you do, listen you're in free fall mode now
-Me? No, I am out of the house, I just bought a book, you're going to like it. I'm reading it at the Italian shop.
-I feel tired from walking at the park last night, but it was worth it.
-I have this idea that many people you see on the streets talking on their cellphones are in fact insane individuals talking with themselves.
-Just don't give it much thought, it's bad for you
-Well, take care of yourself, and do something about that mess.
Then I came back home and listened to the whole conversation, it was surreal in a bittersweet way.
I know it really is of no relevance, but I find it curious that I actually had the nerve to do something like this.
Any of you fellow INTPs have similar,eccentric episodes?
Since breaking up with my ex, I have been haunting plenty of places by my own, more so than when I was on a relationship, for obvious reasons, usually book stores, abandoned places (I love that) or nature parks. This Sunday, however, I decided to buy a book (McMafia by Misha Glenny) and read it at an Italian styled coffee shop I know, just because.
Anyway, when I stopped reading I noticed that I was the only person by myself in the whole packed place, and the only one with a book, at that. Every single table was occupied by people with friends, lovers or family.
I don't know if it was the existential blues, or raging hormones (I haven't had sex in a long time, even months before the breakup) but I took my cellphone, which never gets any calls other than work related, dialed my house's phone number, waiting to hear my voice in the answering machine and started talking with myself, like a casual conversation.
-How are you holding up, boy?
-What about mom and dad?
-You still working in that shitty job?
-You need to take a break, don't be that hard on yourself
-No really, you do, listen you're in free fall mode now
-Me? No, I am out of the house, I just bought a book, you're going to like it. I'm reading it at the Italian shop.
-I feel tired from walking at the park last night, but it was worth it.
-I have this idea that many people you see on the streets talking on their cellphones are in fact insane individuals talking with themselves.
-Just don't give it much thought, it's bad for you
-Well, take care of yourself, and do something about that mess.
Then I came back home and listened to the whole conversation, it was surreal in a bittersweet way.
I know it really is of no relevance, but I find it curious that I actually had the nerve to do something like this.
Any of you fellow INTPs have similar,eccentric episodes?