...one, two, three, four, five. Three leave, one comes. Two more. One leaves. One more comes. Maybe I'm wrong... but did only nine people come to my goodbye party? Does anyone have any clue, any stake in the collective consciousness, how bad that makes me feel? As hard as I try to be optimistic, I'm just really embarrassed by it. I'll try again to be optimistic, but I really just feel small all over again.
I'm excited about China now... and not like Charisma Man. More like a Scorned, Dejected Gabe with hopes for a higher future.
I'm really just tired of what the digital age is doing to people.
I leave in twelve days. Good night.
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