READ ME ... yeah, right. Right?

I'm sick of everyone else having on-line diaries. I want one too.

What is this all about? Maybe you should read the READ ME READ ME.

March 19, 1996: sunny

have you ever had the experience where you are at a party, or some other social gathering, and you feel as though you are completely incapable of being socially adept enough to carry on a personable conversation, so you plant yourself in the middle of some talkative people and stand there, pretending to be a part of the conversation, but inside you know that you are not?

sometimes, i think that pretending is enough. pretending makes it real. or, perhaps, always.

today, i started pretending that everything was okay, and, remarkably, things started to appear that way.

i think a lot of it has to do with thinking about the book "grooks" by piet hien.

here is my favorite "grook":


put up in a place where it's easy to see
that cryptic admonishment, TTT.

when you feel how depressingly slowly you climb,
it's well to remember that Things Take Time.

now, please visit the index or read my entries for the two days i could not access the cyborganic servers.





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Copyright 1996 Rebecca Eisenberg