Tiny Parts of Other People

Tiny Parts of Other People

Nowadays I know that sometimes being in a place where I can't freak the fuck out or have a meltdown (like a dinner party) is actually a really good place to go because hopefully I'll be able to pull out something charming and feel like a normal person, or at least I'll just sit there and pretend I'm doing an ethnographic study and I'll narrate the whole experience in a David Attenborough voice inside my head. Maybe I won't be The Life Of The Party but I will be there, and I will be surrounded by nice people and hopefully I'll connect with someone and feel part of the greater human experience and tap into the belief that happiness exists.