I felt a need to get me a drink Monday night, so a buddy of mine and I went downtown and ended up at this indie-ish bar called the High Dive. It was karaoke(?) night and there were good and bad renditions of songs going on. The libations weren't the worst well drinks I've had either.
But I'm getting off-track.
So Drew and I are in this bar and what are we doing? We aren't paying too much attention to the stage, we aren't mingling with the other patrons. We're discussing cultural, religious and politcal points of Meso-American cultures.
It's not the conversation that's got me consternated, it's the fact that I have this inability to be a part of the crowd. I can't just be in the moment. Not in bars, concerts, gatherings, family functions or therwise.
I'm always, always, always aloof or analyzing or considering; never enjoying the moment.
<scratches head>
But I'm getting off-track.
So Drew and I are in this bar and what are we doing? We aren't paying too much attention to the stage, we aren't mingling with the other patrons. We're discussing cultural, religious and politcal points of Meso-American cultures.
It's not the conversation that's got me consternated, it's the fact that I have this inability to be a part of the crowd. I can't just be in the moment. Not in bars, concerts, gatherings, family functions or therwise.
I'm always, always, always aloof or analyzing or considering; never enjoying the moment.
<scratches head>
Austin is the same way, unless he's hunting or working, he can't get into the moment.