HEY YOU, INTRODUCE YOURSELF
I wish I could tell what everybody’s thinking. I wish I could read the minds of everyone I share eye contact with when passing on the street. To be able to translate the expressions on their faces, or lack thereof — into words. Half the time they are probably saying something about my hair or my image in general.
That’s how insecure I am. Those few lines up there sum up my strain of thought for almost half of the day.
But aren’t we all? Insecure?
– Stefan Savage