Conversations : a bus, personal style, the passing of judgment.
I sat towards the front on a mostly-empty bus as we drove across the bridge. The 20-something gentleman lowered his headphones enough to converse after I asked what he was listening to.
I’ll jump in midway through a short and enjoyable dialogue in which I was reminded of some important things that should be obvious to us all, yet often escape into the gap between intentions and reality.
“I dress like a slob because it makes people feel more comfortable around me. I’ve been dressing the same way since 8th grade. I wear my hair long and wear black and listen to a lot of metal.
I had a lady at church tell me I was a satanist because of how I dressed.
But I like who I am as a person.
Who I look like is not me. I’ll never dress normal, whatever normal is. I’m me. And I have a lot of self-control until somebody makes me mad.”
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