stalker

I have become more of an observer than active participant. Metaphorically speaking I become a discreet stalker rather an enquirer.

When I look at people, the I ask myself: how are/were they like in the future/past? What would they be doing if they were not here talking with me? Is this external appearance a reflection of the innerside of the mind, soul and spirit?

I find myself enjoy doing this a lot when I'm silent. That's why I quite enjoy being in a group of new people who like to talk a lot.

Damn, why I ever bother wasting time doing this activity?