>tfw a girl sits next to you on the train and asks what you're reading
Tfw a girl sits next to you on the train and asks what you're reading
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>be me
>who else would I be
>sitting on train
>Arubian princess walks up to me
>"what book are you reading?"
>tfw no one ever sits next to you anywhere and asks what you're reading
>be me
>reading nietzsche
>got a whip in my suitcase, too
those are the eyes of a man resigned to demise
so what?
That which is falling, deserves to be pushed?
He who laughs best today, will also laughs last?
Suicide
I can't decide if it's worse being asked, or not being asked. I used to think it would be easy to make conversation with someone asking about my book, but instead almost every time that scenario comes up I feel like I have no way of explaining what I'm reading, or, more likely, why I'm reading it. Anything nonfiction seems to demand an explanation as to why you're bothering, and at least for me it's tough explaining why philosophy and history are entertaining/valuable to someone who doesn't already share that belief.
i made that feel and she asked me for coffee.
>tfw a girl never sits next you
>or if they will they do not ask you anything because in your culture there exists no small talk