being stared at all the time

the stares were something i didnt really notice until september 11th 2001 when i'd walk into a mall and get all sorts of looks from all sorts of people. it was strange, stranger still when i saw the fear in the eyes of the people doing the staring. quite crazy.

then when anita and i came down here, and like, i guess a few days ago, in the mall, we'd sit, and people'd glance over, nearly every one of them, as they walked past. some more than others. in an irish pub one particular woman stared at anita. it was strange. but anita stared back, eventually moved her chair over to face teh woman, and surprisingly she stopped.