Extremes

They come out of walls at me, even as I am just passing by.

Something about me upsets “the status quo” – and I have no idea why!

An example is that I favored a music teacher years ago. He and I got along well, and for a few months, there may have been something.

I was aware of his public acclaim and so tread carefully, observing much going on around me.

One day, a different music teacher actually snarled at me: her face contorted when she looked at me, timed so other staff would not see.

It was the most bizarre aggression – unwarranted and near obscene!

One evening at a concert, I was sitting in the elevated seats next to an elegant elderly woman. She leaned over to me and confided, “I’ve been coming here to his performances for years. This man is quite something!”

Was everybody desiring some piece of him? What had I wandered into? What drew them to “telling” me?

I’ve always had to watch my footing in this land of others’ subconscious reactions.

I hope one day to find a man who understands these things and how to manage them, and who appreciates my aware sensitivities.