I wish I had a collection of strangers’ thoughts. Particularly the thoughts that relate to me. What do these strangers think when I buy my coffee? Do they make comments about my hairstyle? Do they think I walk funny? Do I look better from behind? Am I cute? Do I smell? Do I ever look ‘homeless’?

I wish they were scrawled in each individual’s handwriting,

on scrap pieces of paper,

and stuffed inside a hat.

I wish I had an aggregator to sort through these thoughts. One that censored the extreme opinions and ordered the others in an item by item catalogue. An aggregator that would pick the most salient thought of the day and posted it on a blog. The blog would be private and only I would have the password. I could view it on my iPhone.

Then I could make changes accordingly and live a better life. One where I never worry about what others think.

Because I already know.

10/9/09 -- New York -- 0 Comments