Who Are You Again? By Amber Gordon A bearded man in a dark knit winter cap smiles as our eyes meet. He seems content with his polite gesture in this normal situation. I am apprehensive and disoriented. He asks, “How’s it going?” “I’m fine,” I say, but all I can think is, Do I know you? Would it be rude to ask? Then the moment passes, and I always regret not asking. I can almost never tell if people who greet me are just being polite, or if it is someone I actually know who is trying to start up a conversation with me. This scenario occurs on a near daily basis. Every time I am approached by somebody, my mind begins racing,…
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