Thursday, June 30, 2011

Teal.

I went with some of the youth last night to play tennis and i had a realization. There was a girl named Michelle there and i knew her, but i had never really talked to her much. But that night she called out my name and it hit me: she knows my name. I have never introduced myself to her before, but she somehow knows my name. And if by no formal introductions she knows my name then what else about me does she know? Is she watching what i talk about and how i dress and what i do in my free time? Does she see ho i react and how i handle stress? And if this girl who i didn't know was watching me then how many other young girls are watching me and how i live? Everytime i realize i am being watched by someone younger i am always overwhelmed at my possible influence. It is as scary as knowing my little sister watches my every move...

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