Isn’t is strange how you can be in a huge crowd of people, and yet feel entirely alone? I realize that I am not the first person to make this (not so?) profound realization, but it wasn’t something that sank in until I was in the middle of it. At rehearsal today, I was in a hall with hundreds of people, and yet everyone was so engrossed with doing homework, listening to iPods, eating Chipotle etc… that I made no impact whatsoever on the dynamics of the room – zero. It was the strangest feeling to walk into a place and not have one single person be happy to see me, or angry to see me, or even to acknowledge my existence. I’m not saying a parade erupts and “Hail to the Chief” plays whenever I go somewhere, but to know that you have made no difference in a given space is so surreal.
I’m not holding any sort of pity party for myself. I decided long ago that music people had their own little groups and as the lone non-music major (ie, crazy person who can’t possibly understand the angst that lives in their poetic souls) that was fine with me. You can have your fermata jokes, because I don’t need them: I know a really funny Pope joke.
But it’s not just this – I realized that I have a tendency to isolate myself in life too, and not just when I don’t know people. And the strange thing about all of this, is that it doesn’t bother me. To walk into a room full of strangers and go sit in a corner alone would scare some people, and just seem weird to others, but not to me. But then, it doesn’t seem weird to me to eat dinner alone, go see a movie alone, or even just sit in my room alone, despite the fact that I live with several other people. I think it’s good to be OK with me; to be able to sit inside myself and not be afraid of the introspection that goes on. I really do like myself most of the time, and I don’t think many people have that. But do I like myself so much that I’m afraid of letting other people in? Or am I just afraid that if I let someone in, they won’t like me?
Am I destined to be alone?