anonymity

I decided today that I would start a blog. Reading Z's blog has made me really think about all of the interesting things that I have to say. At least, I think that they are interesting. Maybe someone else would think the things I have to say are boring/strange/silly. And maybe they are.

I think that I will like the somewhat anonymity of writing on a blog.

Actually, ever since arriving in NYC, I've been thinking a lot about anonymity. There is a certain amount of responsibility that is revoked (or perhaps never was extant?) by being in a large crowd. Somehow, as an anonymous member of a crowd, people act like they can do whatever they want. Especially litter. I think it's really phenomenal that people escape the responsibility of throwing things away when there are 10+ people around (even if a trash can is two feet away). It boggles my mind.

However, I can't help but admit that the other day I prided myself on becoming a New Yorker, reveling in anonymity in my own little way. I was actually able to use a bathroom facility with someone else in a nearby stall - which I have to admit, is often hard for me to do. I hate having to hide in the stall, sitting and waiting for the stranger to wash their hands and exit. It's especially tedious if the woman stops to fix her makeup in the mirror before leaving. Anyhow, the other day, in the NYPL, I just didn't care. I knew that the person would never see me again and honestly, it doesn't really matter.

So, I guess I have experienced some freedom through anonymity here in NYC too, in a strange and silly way.