Frozen stiff with boredom, Stephanie discovers something peculiar about the man she’s serving. He’s talking to a box.
Take a deep breath. Don’t panic. Everything will be fine. These are the thoughts running through my head as I write this, and as simple as they seem, they are not.
What is our infatuation with living a perfect image in other people’s heads? Why do we want people to look up to us? What is it about impressing people, that we’d go bankrupt to do so? Idea of impression The idea that based on what we have, people will like us more is a lie. Unfortunately, ItContinue reading “Why Do We Try So Hard to Impress Others?”