Monday, January 5, 2009

Who knows?

So, I have heard it said that you could write a book about any one. I think this is true but who would care to read it? Please let me introduce myself, I’m a twenty two year old. Well that’s about ware this should end but I Want to look busy because I’m sitting in Starbucks and every one ells looks busy on there Dells and Macs doing something important. Something ells about me I am broke. That’s why my computer sucks, I’m drinking tea, because its three dollars cheaper then the delicious espresso, and I can’t afford to get on the convenient Tmoble wireless network. Life kinda sucks but that’s ok. It is a new year and I can’t wait for the next one. My new year’s resolution was to quit …, it has only been about thirty six hours and I’m ready to quit quitting. What can I say, I’m a quitter.
I like watching people, but who doesn’t? There is an old lady here who is trying to hard to look young with her young daughter who is trying way to heard to look old. They are sitting here having a conversation that I can’t hear because the Chilli Peppers are playing little to loud in my ears. It must suck sitting and looking what you want in the face and knowing you can never have it, or that you can’t have it yet. The worst part of it is that neither is content and they would probably trade for what the other has only to be just as in content. It’s funny but too sad to laugh at.
So if you were in here looking at me could see through this persona that I am trying so heard to project? Probably, but there are things you would never guess, things I would probably never tell you because I would be to busy trying to figure you out from across the room to actually have a conversation with you. This is one of the saddest things about our culture, we could sit in a crowded room all day and never speak a word to any one. All we need to be able to do is order a drink and be able to punch in a credit card number so we can access the internet because it’s the only way to contact that friend in Denver who is always on instant messenger. Ya, he is a friend but I want to talk to some one now, for real, who is real and not going to sine off in the middle of the conversation and leave me sitting here alone, surrounded by people.
This is my plea just say hello. Don’t always walk past me avoiding eye contact and acting like you have something way better to do than look me in the eye and say hi. There is no better way to waste time than meeting people. Of all the things in the world there is nothing more interesting than people. When you can get past the show we put on for others you will see they are the best thing ever. Some of us are cute some of us are not bit it’s the ugly ones who are my favorite because they are a challenge. Beautiful people are usually dumb and it takes all of five minuets to figure them out. The ugly ones are a real treat because they are the masters of putting up walls and hiding who they really are. But if you can find an ugly person who is beautiful and you can see that beauty you may have found a life long friend or if you are an ass you can truly heart some one deeply and make them never show that beauty to the world again. The choice is yours. But it always starts with hello.
So I was reading a book trying to look like every one ells and I saw a someone I kind of know. He is a man who is having some struggles at the moment that I don’t think I should know about but I know you should know about them. He is just sitting across the room trying to look like no one but I recognized him. He didn’t recognize me because I am a no one but I went over and said “Hay man it’s Greg. I’m friends with your little brother.” “Oh, hay, how are you doing Greg?” he said and then we were off on awkward conversation about life I tried to tread softly on the touchy subjects and tried to steer the conversation toward work and travel. It went ok, I hope he does well and makes good decisions, he had been a real dumb whole of late but I think he is a good guy who just messed up. I hope we run into each other again because I know I would help him if I could.