It’s always fun to discover a new person, assuming that the new person is worth discovering. I always self-proclaim to be a people-person but sometimes I wonder if I’m actually lying to everyone about that. Of course I love finding the right person to click with…and everyone has to admit that it’s an awesome fleeting feeling when it happens at the most random times. There’s no denying that establishing a similar foundation with a complete stranger is not a fantastic experience. It’s nice to know someone else thinks waiting in the same line as you sucks too or someone also expresses the same irrational excitement as you do after you accidentally let out a miniscule squeal. All things considered, I wonder how difficult it truly is to find these people. Could I have this click with everyone or is it a rarity I take for granted? Assuming that I could speak every language and meet the nearly 7 billion people in the world, would I be able to honestly say I am that people-person I claim to be?
…Even with little surprises of perfect clicks with strangers in everyday life, it’s nice to know go home, settle in, and be able to talk to the same person every night. Sure, there’s no longer that fleeting new-and-exciting feeling, but it may become something more. I can’t say for sure that it won’t get predictable but I’m pretty sure that even if it did, losing it would be quite unfortunate. Some days I find myself wondering the same thing here: how hard is it to really find this kind of person I could spend nearly every waking (and sleeping) hour with and not be tired of them? Will I end up taking this for granted? Is that what happens to people on a day-to-day basis? I hope that doesn’t happen to me.