My coffee date with N went exceptionally well today. He was funny, very intelligent, and had stories for days. Quite honest, and a good communicator. So funny how different he is while texting.
We talked about all sorts of stuff. From entitlement in today’s society, to chemistry and science on Reddit, to outer space and other dimensions, to Narcotics Anonymous. Yes, he’s a recovering addict. I wasn’t completely sure which drug he was using but I was so interested in his stories and his life. He’s a mentor at NA for juveniles, and seems to be extremely passionate about it.
He was so open with me, talking about his home life growing up and how his life is now. I really appreciated our conversation and I’d really like to be friends with him. We walked around the beach and he could easily flow from one conversation to the next.
The only thing that I was kind of put off from is that he didn’t ask very much about me. It wasn’t too off-putting, but it could be a problem if I start to feel like he talks too much. But he would be a great person to hang out with. I don’t really see anything romantic with him, which I had a feeling would be the case, but he could be a good friend.
JDrums hasn’t called or texted today, but I’m not worried. He’ll get in touch if he wants to. If I feel the need, I’ll call him myself tomorrow. It’s no big deal.
Odd thing, I met this girl six years ago and became really good friends with her over the span of a year. We lost touch because I went to Japan, she didn’t have Facebook, and she changed her number. I guess we never exchanged email address either. Over the years, I’ve always thought about her and wondered how she was doing. We used to have such heated debates about so many things— race being one of them— and ever since we lost contact, my ideas of race have come more into line with hers at the time. I found myself wishing I could talk to her and bring up past discussions, and new ones. I always enjoyed our talks.
Anyway, I used to google her just to see if I could somehow find her contact information, but never could because she was so anti-social media. A few times a year I would do this, but never found anything but a film critique for a website, and it didn’t include her email.
Yesterday, I googled her, found her linkedin, and sent her a request. She accepted it, sent me a message, and gave me her number. I called her today and we talked on the phone for about five hours, picking up right where we left off. It’s as if we’ve been friends this entire time and six years hadn’t passed.
Life is so weird. I wish I could count the times I’ve tried to find her and the fact that I talked to her today for so long is crazy to me. Just like that, because of the holy internet, we’re back in each others lives. She was such a great friend, and it’s really nice that I can talk to her again. It feels so good to have my dear, old friend back.
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