Social interaction is frustrating. Well, attempts at such.
The moon is disappearing. Hidden behind the clouds. Appearing, still blurred. Soft, in a hard world. Nature. Still cold though. Bright and dim. Pink cloud blowing past, oddly dog-shaped. Unshapen now. Light pollution. Quite a breeze tonight, here in this dark playground. Swing, swing.
Too much. The moon fades again. A little dizzy, I walk.
I keep doing this. Over and over again. Still no clue really, how to relate to people. I tend to miss what few opportunities I might have, to … well, talk I guess. To have a real conversation, rather than just basic social niceties. I guess there are exceptions.
This makes me think of the song ‘Lights of Sunday‘ by Emerald Park. Back to the original problem really.
Time to run.
Attempting metaphor, against my better judgement.
7 April 2009
Walking
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I tend to find that regular basic social niceties can lead to real conversations. As in, I’ve got to be friendly (albeit on the surface) towards another person, we get comfortable with one another, then we have real conversations.. I think it’s more of a process. It takes time, but it’s worth it
However, don’t take me literally though. I guess I may not know what context you are talking about. just my opinion =)
Comment by Shirley — 28 May 2010 @ 1:10 am
Well, this was a while ago now, but I think that I did and do make an effort at social niceties most of the time, but was frustrated at not getting anything more than that.
Comment by qwandor — 28 May 2010 @ 6:01 am