all things awkward...

I can never seem to tell whether awkward moments actually follow me through my life, or if I am the one who makes the normalist of moments awkward. I sometimes fear that it is the second option, yet hope it is the first, as it excuses my part in those ungainly moments. But then again, sometimes it is the awkward moments that break the ice, that allow for release of slightly uncomfortable laughter and then the growing of a friendship. I like to think that people's awkward moments can be likened to a special vulnerablity, evidence of humanness and evidence of the ability to laugh at your quirks. I feel the need to cling to those thoughts on awkward moments, because it seems to me that there is an unusually large amount of awkward moments in my life and I'd go as far as to say there have of late been more than usual. Are people getting more comfortable with me, or am I getting more comfortable with people? Am I missing out on too much sleep, and therefore blindly walking into 2x4's and the witticism of others or am I simply generously giving the world around me extra reason to laugh, smile and probably also shake their heads in astonishment as they walk away...