LETS TALK ABOUT THE WEATHER

A friend recently told me I need to relax. I thought that was odd because I'm typically considered by most people to be a laid back guy. In reality I'm somewhere in the middle. Anyhow, I asked this friend what he meant. He said, I don't think I've ever sat down with you when the conversation didn't turn to some political, philosophical or depressing topic.

He's right. I can't help it. It's what I love most about going to a bar or cafe and sharing conversation with people. I want to know their thoughts on the most intimate topics. It intrigues me. I get bored talking about television shows (unless that show is Seinfeld, Sopranos or the Simpsons) and I really don't care to talk about how the work day went. I want to know if they believe in god, and why or why not. I want to know if they believe in one true love, and why or why not. I want to know what makes them giddy inside, what their family is like and if they could be anything they wanted, what would they be? I can see how people could get really sick of my conversations. How they could even believe they were fake. But they aren't. I truly love this kind of stuff. Tell me a secret and you've given me a gift. I mean, what's more interesting in life than other people?

Yes, I know, I've said before that I could easily become a hermit. And I think I could. People annoy the shit out of me. But I still find them oh so interesting.

MY STOMACH IS RETARDED

So my last post talked about a feeling I had in my stomach indicating that something positive was on the horizon. Unfortunately, my stomach appears to be retarded. Nothing has happened. Which I guess is better than something bad happening...

Today I decided to treat myself and take a day off of working on my writing. I walked around the city (New York City) and stopped into a few shops and bookstores and stuff. It is my favorite past time - just walking around the city. So much to see and explore. But as I was strolling down St. Marks street I realized how unique we all are. Even when we are trying to be the same. I need to remember this because I often feel that there isn't anything about me that someone couldn't find in someone else. And although that may be true, it would take an amazing match to find two people that are identical in every way. So the odds say that although many people may have a lot of the same qualities as me, they don't have them all. And maybe that is where I should place my focus as opposed to dwelling on the similarities. Does this make sense?