I have tucked away that third watchful eye. The one that creeps up on the sketchy late night walks home crossing the railroad tracks. The intensity of being completely aware you are physically weaker than the passerby across the street on a late night. Fumbling for the keys as you scurry through the parking lot.
I may sound irrational, overexaggerated, paranoid, but I can gaurantee you most women have dealt with this feeling to a certain degree.
You know what struck me today? As a woman, I am just as safe on the HK subway during the day as I am late at night. Within the city of Hong Kong, that third eye has just evaporated. Maybe I'm being naive, perhaps overly confident, or maybe this is actually a really safe large scale urban city.
What a liberating feeling.
3 comments:
that would be liberating...and I know exactly what you are talking about.
I as well know the feeling of vulnurability, like if you don't send that heinekin soon.
it's on its way hero. I want you camped out by that mailbox.
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