So, yes, I took it off. I don’t wear it on my finger anymore. I carry it in my wallet.
It was the only piece of jewelry I was wearing and I suppose it got attention as a result.
It happened at the doctor’s office. It happened when I was playing basketball, and it happened when I was at parties/gatherings. It happened when a political candidate (brown person) was doing door-to-door campaigning and started talking to me about engineering, and how his cousins and nephews are engineers etc etc… which I really don’t need to hear. And some other incidents I care not discuss, and these incidents I really don’t need either.
So really, the ring was serving a completely different purpose (what purpose it was supposed to serve, I don’t know anymore). But it felt too much like, “look at me, i’m engineering”. So as happens in The Lord of The Rings, I destroyed it! Well… not really.
I took it off. And it’s in my wallet.
ahaha aha aha ah
wow, i am emo.
hahaha, yes, i was actually thinking about adding an emo alert to this one.
but in either case, it’s a fairly logical decision. it’s not serving purpose and drawing unwanted attention, so it’s gotta go.
i meant to ask to see it. i remembered once, but you were talking, and then i didn’t remember again.
fascinating, isn’t it.
i meant to ask to see it. i remembered once, but you were talking, and then i didn’t remember again.
fascinating, isn’t it.
no, i didn’t mean this was emo. it isn’t. it’s pretty matter of fact. i was thinking, because i’m self-obsessed that way, of things i’ve written on similar topics and it made me cringe to remember how melodramatic i’d been.