Nothing more cliche than starting with a cliche. I just have no idea what to say, how to say it, and I clearly don’t need to explain myself here (and I’m already getting wordy), but I’m not really a writer. Is that even a cliche? Shit, I forgot the squiggly thing on the word. Wait, it’s a line, not a squiggle — I think.
I’m a few months away from really changing up my life. I’m 24, and believe me, it’s exciting. Exciting refers to the “changing up my life” part, not fact that I’m 24. I’ve always been a planner and a thinker. I’ve lived my life carefully, conservatively, and, dare I say, hesitantly. That sounds depressing, but it’s not. The little bit of pause always allows me just a few extra seconds of thought before I act or react. It’s good and bad. Good because I’m generally aware of most angles of a situation and bad because, on occasion, I just don’t act.
It’s like when you’re standing in line (assuming you leave your house (I really don’t)) and you catch eye contact with the interesting character in front of you. He’s glancing right back and you share a second of eye contact and connection. In fact, he’s sooo interesting that he cares enough to hear what you have to say. I know, this is getting intense, isn’t it?!? After a brief pause in contemplation, in this weird and adrenalynyyy way, you look the opposite direction as if there’s something worth diverting your attention to and then…
Ya just swallow your words.
I hate that feeling. He could’ve changed your life. Maybe by NOT speaking to him, he just did. Had you taken just a little initiative and risk to inquire about him in some way, you’d know for certain. I’m willing to bet that more often than not, we should all be speaking to that stranger in life. The simple “hi” is daunting for even the most outgoing of personalities. I’m somewhere in the middle of the introvert/extrovert spectrum, but screw it, I’m saying hi next time. For real.
The allure of getting to know YOU and hearing what YOU have to say is just too strong to ignore and regret. I have no idea what I can offer you or what you can offer me, but I bet it’s worth something to one of us.
Gah, that’s so deep. Preach.
It’s scary starting this blog and worrying about whether I’ll have enough content — interesting/exciting/worthwhile content. Those worries (and the lack of confidence in my writing and grammar skillz) have prevented me from taking this step sooner. Hey, at the very least, I suppose I could just record occurrences of me saying “hi” to strangers and publish the interactions that follow. I’m such a visionary. That just might work.
To sum it all up, welcome. Be part of my adventure and don’t take me too seriously. I dont. Strong brows give me this intense look. I’m really just thinking about puppies, nerding out to some tech blog, or maybe the intensity IS justified and I happen to be working up the courage to say “hi” to you.