With this week being the coldest Pennsylvania has seen so far this winter I, gratefully, chose to stay inside. Unfortunately, that means there was not much for me to see except the dirty white walls of my toasty dorm room. And the lovely face of my green-haired roommate. I did however see a few indistinguishable turtles walking around campus, bundled up in their winter shells to keep from freezing on their walks to the library or dining hall.
It was rather unnerving to pass these faceless eyes as the strode past, raising a gloved hand in friendly greeting. Personally I was afraid to wave back, and I am certain I said, “hi,” to several people I don’t actually know. Hopefully my fellow introverts can relate, but I think there is something to be said for the social anxiety of waving in general. Now, add the pressure of waving when you don’t know who your waving to.
We’ve all been there. You see someone you only vaguely know, and there is a glancing eye contact. Their hand goes up, and a smile spreads across their face. Then as you raise your hand, surprised by the eagerness of this greeting, you realize, they weren’t waving at you. And in that moment a small piece of you dies. You stop believing in love and you start questioning the fidelity of all of your relationships. But when the faces of passersby are covered with scarves, the stakes are even higher.
And so friends, unable to handle the intense pressure of simple social norms I chose the safety of my room this week. I hope you found safety and comfort to, wherever you were and whatever the temperature. Hopefully next well be more exciting.
Until next time, stay out of trouble.