Advice On Relationships
posted on 09/19/2009
I met this person over the summer, a chance meeting that happened to really hit me. I think something that we as people most often look over is the simple fact of humanity. What I mean by that, and my first sentence is this; even though we may be around people most of our lives and sometimes every second of our days, every person is a world. Everyone comes from a set of morals, intrinsic beliefs and memories. If I had any sense of eloquence I would have stated that better, but it best said in these words; "Each friend represents a world within us, a world possibly not born until they arrive. (Anais Nin)" I guess a certain overwhelming magnitude hits me just to think of all the millions of stories, of worlds, of universes that I don't know.
This guy is two year older than me, as I just found out today when having lunch with him, and he asked me for my phone number almost a month ago and has yet to use it. I walked home in the dark alone two nights ago and I discovered my feelings are, at this moment something like the following: I don't know want to know more about him, neither is it a need. I know that I am at the beginning of the incline to knowing him. I've vented to him on several occasions and I can't help wanting to do that for days at a time. I can't help listening to him go on and on and on, more time than I have him, a thing much more rare for me. Maybe it's because I am so certain of the magnitude and immanence of our knowledge of one another, but I am so secure with taking a breath and not feeling obliged to call him. I say this a lot to myself to comfort my own insecurities but I'm okay. At the moment I feel a little nervous but also (and more importantly) I am very content with the awkward height difference and pauses between us.
As this is an advice website and article I would have to say that I think it is really time that we get to know people, there are too many worlds to ignore. 'Wasting time' as it is sometimes called. It's a strange sensation, this one in my stomach, this one in my mind, this one somewhere deep inside me. They are the pangs of humanity, of releasing a new world, and I recommend them.



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