Redemption Season

I am not very good at making friends. This might have to do with how I categorize the people I meet. I don't count too many people as my friends. Also, I'm not great at talking to strangers. And that's what people are until they become friends, right?

Anyway. I'll start now.

How To: Make Friends
Step 1: You have to leave your room.

Hm.

Step 2: You have to talk to other people.
Well.

Step 3: You have to really talk to other people.

And that is why I'm writing this. The how-to is kind of a joke. Which may not have come across. Anyway, I've recently been getting to know someone new, and it's made me realize how much I know. Random things about random people that I've somehow just picked up along the way. What they like, what they don't like. Life is full of those little moments, oh, yeah, my sister would love this, my friend and I were just talking about that, he mentioned this to me yesterday. It's my favorite thing about people.

She exclusively reads her Kindle, he loves to surf, she drinks formula, he can't float, she's afraid of rats, he once cheated on his girlfriend. And I don't really even know these people. But as you talk to them, bit by bit, they give you pieces of themselves. I think that's really cool. Because it's these little things that are the best way to show you care. These are the things that stop you in the middle of a store or on Facebook and you think, oh, this reminds me of you, I should buy you this or tell you about this. I was thinking of you. Plus, I was paying attention when you told me about this in the first place.

At the same time, I'm always a little weirded out when someone knows something about me, like I'm some enigma that no one can figure out. I've mentioned it before, right, the pride that someone feels for knowing something about you? Maybe pride isn't the right word, because pride is bad, maybe happiness is better. Because to know people is a happy feeling. And I'm glad to know all of you.

I needed this song. Maybe you do too.



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