Apologies for the lack of posting today, the day has been somewhat 'wednesday-ish'. Though it's far from the middle of the week slump, I think one has had so many words to choose from.
On my walk home for the first time, my eyes met with the same girl I kind of look for every morning. We pass roughly just on London Bridge or just after it as you reach into Monument. I think it was her style of fashion that caught me eye. Not the most unique sense of style, though her hair become the most unique thing. Appearances aside, It got me thinking about regular occurrences we have with people every day; whether it's our daily commute, to get our coffee, our lunch at the supermarket or picking out our clothes at the nearest shop. I think I see these people more often than those I would call my friends.
Whether this has come from engaging a little bit better with the guys next door that make my coffee, or having worked as front of house receptionist for around 7 months now (wow time flies); I can't help but think shouldn't we make a little more effort in engaging with the people we walk past regularly as well? On my most recent trip to Wales, walking down the canal the certainty in people to just say 'hello' to a stranger surprised me again. Their interaction with 'strangers' was so natural. Whether it's living in London itself, because I haven't really experienced much animosity with passers by, I think based on the population of people, passing bodies become flashes and that is all. We loose their face. So what if I joined walking with some of those I pass everyday and said hello? What if I invited them out for a drink?...Would I be seen as crazy, or a little over eager?!
I think I have a fascination in learning about people anyways, their character, the things that tick them off. I think it's some sort of beauty in life. There is a weird simplicity about me that can be satisfied with so little yet want so much at the same time. It's an odd battle because sometimes when I get chances to delve with people, I can get frustrated and bored. Whether it's a short attention span or disability to concentrate and become distracted sometimes-I think one should remind to be more patient with people. So if someone came up to me whilst walking to work, and said hello, how would I react?!
Initially, well if it's a guy I think it now has been built into most women (only recently for my naive self) that most of the time when a guy talks to you it's because he is attracted to you in some way. I hate this notion and still battle against it, I want to prove a point; my own urges to talk to women in just wanting to make friends, in talking to guys because I want to make friends ( I have grown up with a good amount of purely male friends my whole life). Are we now restricted to 'organised' and structured social situations as 'adults', to be allowed and for it to be acceptable to converse? I begin to understand how things may get 'harder' as we get older, yet we are setting up these restrictions ourselves. We become less patient and more unwilling to let people into our crafted and formed worlds. Are new faces worth the hassle?
It feels like a completely cut off approach to civilisation. As children, we play in a park and talk to others all the time, just because! I rarely hear a story these days were people meet, out of the blue. I'm hoping we haven't got our guards and wariness up, too much that it is unhealthy. I don't want there to always be some sort of alternative motive. Usually we hear tales of how people meet because there is an attraction linked:past date, work related function, friend of a friend. One day I would like to hear a story about how two people met, just because they got caught up in conversation about learning with one another, about who each other are!
