petting the growling dog

At lunch today, I spilled a fair amount of my guts out to someone I barely know. I hadn’t even meant to sit with him, but I said hello to him as I was leaving the library for the dining hall, and there he was, gaunt and peaceful and so very friendly. So I broke my own informal rule — don’t eat with strangers — and see what happened. It figures that he’s a professor of psychology. Expertly rephrasing just what I said, with a liberal dose of, “It sounds like you’re …” Look, a little free therapy over $5.50 all you can eat buffet. Life is grand. Mostly I talked about my parents, and what I think they expect from me. This issue keeps resurfacing: do they think I’m not living to my full potential just because...

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