Spent time by myself, walking, meditating, working in dorm room. Realized how much time I spend by myself anyway-not that different. Avoided eye contact, walked the long way to avoid running into people. Listened much more than usual. Quiet friend talked more than had ever done before.
Writing is slow, cumbersome way to communicate.
Couldn't keep up with some conversations. Could see how you could get depressed trying to fit into another culture. Goading, mocking, trying to get you to speak. Got more sympathy when mimed not being able to speak than when passed an explanatory note. Felt like an outcast, People talked about you as if you weren't there, avoided looking at you.