Wait… Did she just ignore me? Did he just roll his eyes? Is it any wonder why my esteem is compromised? Are my feelings not important to all of the bodies rolling by regardless of whether we have ever exchanged pleasantries? Whether we know about one another’s dreams? Whether we’ve communicated things as mundane as our own likes and dislikes? Is a slight still a slight when committed by a passerby? Well, for me it’s just about the same whether or not I know your name, whether you’ve gained a granule of fame or yearn for anonymity. The ego never will be free – self-pity comes with the territory.

 

 

Painting Our Illusions in 108 words a day.

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