I used to think…

When I lived in Japan I used to think it was because I didn’t speak Japanese that I rarely went anywhere outside the house. Unless I had a specific goal I just never went out, and I thought it was because I was worried people would talk to me (They’re friendly like that in Japan), and I didn’t want to cause a fuss by not being able to reply.

Now that I live in Australia, I still don’t leave the house unless I have a good reason. I don’t know what it is; unless I have somewhere to go or someone to see I just don’t go out. I’ll drive clear across Brisbane to buy a fuse, but I won’t go down to the park just to look at the pretty girls or check out a book shop. I don’t have a specific goal, so I don’t go.

Maybe it’s ’cause these paranoid times have put the idea in my head that if you’re not there for a reason you shouldn’t be there?

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