Awkward

I recently suffered a very awkward conversation sitting in a car driving home at 11pm, on a scale of one to ten it would probably qualify as a 8.46, definately in the red the I would like to erase that memory forever degree of awkwardness. It was perhaps the topic, it was perhaps the occassion. Without being overly dramatic, at the best of times I fear I am a rather awkward conversationalist, lacking the naturalness and warmth that my other friends just seem to exude in grand abundance. Rather like Paul Rudd's character in " I love you man" I say random things, prolong uncomfortable silences, seem to have a different rather different conversation tempo and I really have to try to be engaging. Without delving into the literature on EQ, and all the psychology of being an only Asian child. Musing about it, I really think it comes down to an eagerness to being agreeable, which I often lack, add to that the fact that I tend to be rather reserved in my social interactions and combined you have disaster... sigh..

Simple Pleasures

Purchased pillows, pillow cases, and wool underlay recently for winter, snuggling in it felt like bliss and happiness, and joy and contentment all rolled up into one.

Singing Karaoke at the top of my lungs in a nondescript parlor and dancing terribly, made me smile, made me feel free and very young and so alive.