There was a time when I craved being alone. I longed to be able to just have time for myself without having to talk to anyone.
These days, I have a lot of time to myself. I am finding that I do not like it much. I would like to have someone to talk to once is a while, but right now that just is not happening. That is not to say that I do not have friends. I do, but not the kind you can share anything with. I guesse they are more aquaintenses then friends.
What is a friend? When I was a kid, a friend was someone to hang out with, playing games, doing the things kids do. As an adult, I have found that people move into and out of my life too quickly to form a real bond. Sure there are a few people that I enjoy spending time with, yet there is no one to really "share" with. Maybe that is my fault because I find it hard to talk about myself.
Perhaps someone will read this blog and define "friend" for me.
All That is Me
Saturday, April 2, 2011
In the beginning...or first words
I have never really wanted to write a blog, after all what could I say that others would find interesting enough to read? That changed recently, and I find myself wanting to put my thoughts out there. Will any one read them? Who knows.
There are lots of people that move in and out of our lives. Some we get to know and others are just "there". They are not really a part of our lives but we would miss them if they were gone. For example, there is a bartender at a bar I frequent. I cannot say that I like or dislike him. He can be rude and obnoxious at times. However, if he is not there, the place seems different.
What we know about people, we mostly make up from our impressions of them. Unless we take the time to get to know them. The bartender I mentioned above is a case in point. All I know of him is at the bar. I have no idea what he is like at other times. If I were to base my feelings towards this man, solely on him serving me drinks, am I being fair? Isn't there more to a person then what he does for a living?
I tend to watch people. I enjoy seeing how they react in different situations. Perhaps that will be the theme of this blog, or parts of it. This is just the beginning.
There are lots of people that move in and out of our lives. Some we get to know and others are just "there". They are not really a part of our lives but we would miss them if they were gone. For example, there is a bartender at a bar I frequent. I cannot say that I like or dislike him. He can be rude and obnoxious at times. However, if he is not there, the place seems different.
What we know about people, we mostly make up from our impressions of them. Unless we take the time to get to know them. The bartender I mentioned above is a case in point. All I know of him is at the bar. I have no idea what he is like at other times. If I were to base my feelings towards this man, solely on him serving me drinks, am I being fair? Isn't there more to a person then what he does for a living?
I tend to watch people. I enjoy seeing how they react in different situations. Perhaps that will be the theme of this blog, or parts of it. This is just the beginning.
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