a couple of weeks ago I was bailed out by a black and white photo of a large bride in a wedding dress, her breasts bared. I imagined I was this large, bear-breasted bride. and well the time and Poetry flew right by.
I’m joking about the business poetry readings, but it’s a cool idea. The attacks are real, it’s more likely I’ll get them under the following conditions: 1) event mostly social 2) there are people I don’t know there. For some unknown reason I can still attend networking events and the like which contain some sort of exchange of economic value whether implicit or explicit.
So I can’t go to parties or readings, but tech talks are no problem apparently.
This is a recent thing since moving to SF and I don’t know why it happens and will probably remain a hermit while I’m here.