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Mar. 13th, 2006 02:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
No matter how old I get, or how solid my nature, sense of self, or internal certitude becomes, I will always be flattered, I suppose, when those in serious professions I have no particular knowledge in (or even interest in pursuing) note that I would make a worthy apprentice.
When I meet the wizard, indeed.
Largely, this makes me slightly sad. Certainly, I've no longer the patience to be embarassed by it.
When I meet the wizard, indeed.
Largely, this makes me slightly sad. Certainly, I've no longer the patience to be embarassed by it.
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Date: 2006-03-13 09:20 pm (UTC)no one ever notes that of me.
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Date: 2006-03-13 09:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-13 09:35 pm (UTC)so is the apprentice. apprentices are a myth.
and so are professions.
beyond that, I can't figure out where you keep meeting such pompous folk.
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Date: 2006-03-13 09:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-13 10:15 pm (UTC)meaning they don't jibe, or that the private face is also inaccurate?
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Date: 2006-03-13 10:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-13 11:10 pm (UTC)it's like parzival failing to ask the question because he's trying so hard to be a knight, even though he already is one...
Who i thought i should be still rears her head every once in a while and asks why i'm not doing it right, but usually she stays quiet. who i am is profoundly uninteresting to most people, and that's fine with me most of the time. when it isn't is when I don't find myself interesting or even true. the made up me is intensely boring. and self-centered.