2004-10-30 - 5:23 p.m. I didn't let you know how it went when I was deaf!!!Mostly, it was extraordinarily relaxing. I walked around Chicago with earplugs in. People would walk by and I couldn't hear their footsteps. Groups were laughing and talking loudly, but it was just above a whisper in my head. Large trucks would rumble by and I could hear them, but they didn't hurt my ears. I bought coffee without speaking. I was in my own thoughts with nothing else to worry about for many hours. The only time I spoke was on the way home on the bus. This guy sat down in a noticeable way right in front of me. I don't really know what he did to make himself noticeable, but I don't normally notice the people around me on the bus when I'm lost in my own thoughts like I was. He asked me the time, but I ignored him until he moved and I looked at him and he asked me again. I looked down and he said nevermind, but I wasn't looking so I told him anyway. Then he started asking me questions but his hand was in front of his mouth. I smiled and told him I was deaf, that I could read lips but that he needed to move his hand. He seemed embarrassed, but he also seemed determined to hit on me. A little while into our stilted conversation, he told me I was very pretty, and I said thank you. He was too, but I didn't tell him that. Then I could see this thought cross his mind: I should ask for her number, but she's deaf and we can't talk on the phone. He pulled the cord immediately after that thought crossed his eyes, but I could tell from how he looked around right before he got off the bus that he had no idea where he was. It was funny. When I told Michael, he congratulated me.
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