tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603194.post7232394114531020526..comments2023-11-03T07:38:08.318-06:00Comments on Searching for the Prufrockian Dream: Clown NosePruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17682110056581947778noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603194.post-40098074860255312082007-09-26T23:40:00.000-06:002007-09-26T23:40:00.000-06:00One thing I have realised is that I will probably ...One thing I have realised is that I will probably struggle with the same issues for the rest of my life. Some things wont be fixed in this life. *sigh*<BR/>I am a dancer/actor/writer who continually stuffs it up, yet wont leave it well enough alone. My heart seems determined to put me into situations that I will fail at. Most times it is more important to fail than to avoid my heart.Timhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05307092448133925341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603194.post-87219359123712460042007-09-26T21:04:00.000-06:002007-09-26T21:04:00.000-06:00Thanks. I think I agree.:)Thanks. I think I agree.<BR/><BR/>:)Pruhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17682110056581947778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603194.post-36041962437672295112007-09-26T13:10:00.000-06:002007-09-26T13:10:00.000-06:00You know.. Dan was the same way, he was very afrai...You know.. Dan was the same way, he was very afraid of feeling foolish. Infact I think most of us are. I know I used to be. One day, Dan and I where sitting in his car in the mall parking lot, very close to Christmas. The parking lot was a busy hive of people walking about, and we where sitting in the car looking at our gifts. Now I'm not sure WHY I did what I did next, I guess I thought it would be funny, but anyways. I reached over and honked the horn of the car. Immediately Dan covered his face and grabbed my arm to keep my from doing it again, with the look of terror on his face. He told me he didnt want attention drawn to him, and he didnt want to look silly. Well, after that I quite regularly honked the horn of his car, but in empty parking lots, so he'd get used to it. I know.. I'm weird! But now I could do it again in a full parkinglot and he'd laugh. Moral of my story: You cant just "get over" the fact that you're scared of looking foolish. You gotta get out there with the red nose, repeatedly... and have fun!Duckiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05217694776565549566noreply@blogger.com