tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295138427278250035.post5097910259330017702..comments2009-04-11T12:40:40.467-04:00Comments on Dirt Road Ponderings: In the thick of it.khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17554517596018190607noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295138427278250035.post-36806490317745250522008-04-20T17:49:00.000-04:002008-04-20T17:49:00.000-04:00Well, there you go again...describing it perfectly...Well, there you go again...describing it perfectly, making me feel much less strange than everyone around me. If nothing more, there are two of us lost in translation.khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17554517596018190607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295138427278250035.post-67682623397062672012008-04-20T14:07:00.000-04:002008-04-20T14:07:00.000-04:00I have often felt that everyone else on Earth was ...I have often felt that everyone else on Earth was given scripts-stage directions, entrances, exits, lines to say, ways to be and think. I spend my time frantically improvisating, trying to figure out what the name of the play is and who the villains are. <BR/><BR/>Other days, it feels like all the above is true, except I'm also naked, and all the lines are in Serbo-Croatian. <BR/><BR/>I try to convince myself that everyone else feels this way, too, but it's hard to believe.8https://www.blogger.com/profile/00897636875216996092noreply@blogger.com