One side effect of going to New York was becoming aware of how great I am. I had a lot of opportunity to spend time with myself, just walking around and sweating and drinking Coke and not thinking about anything in particular. I didn't think of it in that way at the time, but I'm noticing it now.
I'm great. I think I have been too aware of how people percieved me, and I think my adaptive abilities overextended themselves and manifested in a mimicry personality, one that slowly but surely overshadowed my own personality.
Now that's a mouthful.
So far a lot of people have noticed that I seem brusque or harsh, but they're really becoming aware of my usual easygoing and lackadaisical attitude taking a back-burner position to my desire to do, say, and be what I want.
I am certain this process will offend a lot of people. I apologize in advance, as that is not my intent. I simply can't maintain some of my trademark traits anymore and they're getting either stuffed in the attic, or put out to pasture.
I think it's less of a "new" me, and more of an old me. Regardless, this site will continue to be the bathroom window of my soul, so don't go deleting those bookmarks just yet.
You would be one of the people who -would- remember.
It's shocking to see how much resistance there is to old Matt here. Pun intended.
Posted by: Matt at August 11, 2003 09:01 PMI remember that version of you.
Posted by: c at August 11, 2003 05:46 PM