Parking position

I guess we all know the feeling of thinking that everything that happens around you somehow relates to you. Especially as an insecure teenager, I always had the feeling that, whenever somebody was laughing or talking somewhere that they might be laughing about me, etc. It is a sobering but at the same time liberating discovery when you realize that the world doesn’t revolve around you and nobody really cares that much about you (family and friends excluded of course).

It still happens sometimes though that I see somebody waving and think he’s waving at me. Well, there’s a little bit of Chuck in all of us.