The essay I wrote to get into college was abut friendship... the topic was What Are Your Values? I didn't have any values at the time, but I did have a few friends - or people I referred to as friends, simply because I knew them, maybe from high school. Neighbors? As it turns out the close ones are more like brothers, the other ones are just kids from the 'hood.
Want to be friends?? |
I blame a lot of my own quirks on being Pisces, an Introvert and a Smart Azz - and I am also a bit of an intellectual snob although i am not formally educated. This might drive a few of my friends crazy and keep me from being friends of others. (I acknowledge these quirks and I am working on them.)
But enough about me.
There's an abstract vibe, for lack of a better word, that draws me to friends. Most of the time I don't go looking for them. I don't think I've ever asked someone if they wanted to be friends. It's almost like, If you have to ask... I much prefer organic friendships. Single chance meetings almost never work out unless there's some kind of instant rhythm. It's a rhythm that pulls us together - It's a zone where no holds are barred and there are no wrong questions and no wrong answers. But most of the times it comes from repeated encounters. I have to feel comfortable that the other person (particularly with women, these days) feels comfortable enough to hang out. We take chances with every "friend" we accept and one of my credos is not to be the kind of person who ruins someone's faith in people... especially men... especially me.
Brothers from the Neighborhood, March '14 |
Anyway. I can feel myself holding back on what I want to express; partly because I'm not sure of the words and partly because I don't want to reveal too much of myself. Maybe it takes more body language to express this; maybe I need examples. Maybe I'll update this at a later date.
I should have a cup of tea, and wash my dishes.
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