Tonight, for the first time in a pretty long time, I had a really enjoyable conversation with a girl from my past. The conversation had nothing to do with other people or the gossip of my former high school, but with how both of our mentalities about where we grew up paralleled, but before I get into the specific conversation I think it is necessary to note the incredible rarity that it is when you can actually find a common ground between two people that are still pretty young about elements of reality that are unfathomable. I don’t know the typical way to define what I am trying to say would be when you are actually in a state of mind to talk about curiosities of humanity and rather than the who, what, when, where, or how….you make the daring leap to ask Why? and when you are actually in this specific mindset and you think about things and you question things and then to be able to talk about that topic in a way that is understandable to another human being I think is an incredible thing. I mean think about it…How often is it when you can literally just sit and talk to someone about something that is not everyday talk. Its spectacular the way a basic conversation can turn into something so much more meaningful to the two of you and so much more fun and interesting but only to the two of you. And I think my primary reasoning for why people actually talk about things in the way that me and this specific person did is because it is really hard to deliver these concepts. When I say “deliver,” I really mean to actually connect and when you do connect it feels so good and nothing else matters for that given time besides that connection that exists. It’s really something, and I love when it happens. Just another marvel of mother nature connecting it’s pieces to one another. The conversation, when I try to put it into words is kind of hard to make seem interesting, but I’ll do my best. Needless to say, it started with a discussion on both of our looks. We attempted to discuss with each other what we did and didn’t like about our looks and how at times we thought that our complexion and our figure was so important, but at other times it was less important; we both agreed that we had some decent physical attributes, “but what does this even mean, I don’t know, I just follow what I think?” When you are a guy listening to a girl talk about herself in a critical way it forces you to recognize that the girl is far more unfortunate than you are, but there is still no denying that guys try to fit in as well. The two of us are both pretty normal people. We like to think that we are different and we have talked about this, but everyone thinks they are different and I am okay with that. She noted one of the things that separates each of us is that we all aspire so many different things. then mentioned how her best friend wanted to be the principal of her high school, and how she would never even come close to wanting to be that. I guess she is right, but I thought to myself, she probably just wants to move to the city to feel things and experience things so she can be unique and different, but then Isn’t this different? When we were done the painful conversation that was our insecurities, maybe I’ll talk about insecurities later on some day, the conversation moved on to how and why we both think similarly. I assertively offered my view first. I told her how there are just times when you want to fit in and then there are times when you want the hollywood ending and you want to let nature dictate a truly magical moment. I told her how right now I was in kind of a state of mind that I just wnated to have fun and the easiest way to do that would be to fit in. But when you are actually in this state of mind you get fed up with having fun and you want to make a difference and you want to like I said earlier, really just feel magical, because even though it never happens, the idea of it, the imagination of it is so divine and so comforting, and you turn on a song like “first day of my life by bright eyes,” and you just think, and that thinking is more satisfying than any fun you can ever have. You imagine the first moment of meeting a girl to be so perfect, and it really never is, but then maybe later on in the relationship something great happened. and you remember that. There is nothing better than finding a music quote song that entraps your state of mind because it makes you feel like a song can describe your mood, when really there is absolutely no connection between a song and a thought. But god, it’s like a drug that convinces your head it is cozy and just satisfied fully. Anyway, this conversation was fun. When it happened, the only thing I was thinking about was the actual conversation and I was actually listening to what she said, and I think its just so great to actually feel that way about something. Anyway, seeing as I didn’t want this conversation go to waste, and I wanted to stick this one into a few words, I did something about it. I finally got up here and wrote a blog, and I am proud of myself. God who isn’t proud of themselves for actually getting something done.
