Tuesday 15 March 2011

Cheeky blog

I really need to stop singing at my desk. Of course I don't really NEED to stop, but what is seen as a sign of love and passion from one, another may see as madness and innapropriate.

What does it mean to them? Is it a threat to their unknown or a clash of opinions and cultural differences?

To what one may find a comfort, another may find as rudeness. Surely it is a juggle of representation? Or a fear of what others may think.

Imagine a world where that fear may not exist, towards other peoples opinions.

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