Aug 25
Sometimes I have an out of body moment where I see myself as an audience member and think about how dumb-looking the whole process is. You sit somewhere. You gape at something and don’t monitor your facial expression because you assume no one is observing you, and then often, you clap. It’s definitely a cultural tradition, but sometimes it just feels like an instinct. I sometimes find myself clapping at borderline inappropriate times seemingly because it’s a reaction my body is volunteering to perform.
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