confidence, day 2

day 2 of my feigning confidence experiment. it’s off to a rough start so far. we all were sitting across from each other in this conference room. at the conference table. i guess it was my turn to speak, but i asked the people around me if they could wait another week until i had more confidence in what i was going to say to them. i mean, i knew what i wanted to say, but i just could not at all sense if now was a good time to say it. if they could only give me one more week.

And the people just stared back at me, not blankly at all, i just could not read their expressions. i thought, well they’re not asking me to leave. but that doesn’t necessarily suggest that they want me to stay. and how can a person tell the difference? i knew then that i had entered an unconfident moment.

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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