In Portland I drank alot of coffee and tea. I watched people and thought about them and wondered what they thought about me. I called people from craigslist about apartments. I was awkward on the phone and had trouble knowing when to pause and when to speak. The people and I would blurt out sentences at the same time, and I think it was my fault. I think I talked more slowly than the people, and they would think I was finished with what I was saying.
I was also nervous and felt like I was an Imposter. I feel like that alot when I am in situations where I must act like a Responsible Adult. I have a friend who changes his voice when he is in situations where he must act like a Responsible Adult. It gets lower, and he pushes his words together, and the sound comes from the back of his throat.
I am also a Liar. I am telling all the people on the phone that I have 2 cats. I have 4 cats. I don’t think I will get away with it. I feel guilty. I think that no one from craigslist will rent an apartment to a girl with 4 cats from Alabama. I think I am “right.”
