I’ve lost so many friends over the course of my life due to pride, fear, failure and all sorts of other mistakes on my part. I want to keep some around. Although I’m still not the type that can see them every single week, (i’m a very high functional introverted extrovert if that makes any damn sense at all.) I make every effort that I can to hang out because they keep me sane despite being almost 8 years younger than me. I guess I get along with the old souls.
Ok, so this is getting silly. How could I possibly go on a date with someone 200 miles away and not make it seem pressured and awkward. I don’t even talk to anyone else now and that’s highly unlike me because I’ve never been one to believe that there is only one person in this lifetime for someone.
Sometimes I wonder if people would even enjoy my company outside of work. The people I connect with whether they’re 15 year olds or 60 year old CEOs, was that moment real? or was it just for a really great photograph?
I’ve learned to really force myself out of my shell with photography. In a way, I genuinely enjoy meeting knew people, learning about their lives and making a deeper emotional connection with them, but how much of it is real on their part? That’s the one thing that constantly bothers me about my line of work.
I see their realism in the photos, no one can fake emotions that I capture. If I don’t capture it, then I keep poking and prying until I find a spot where they can open up and all usually within 30 minutes of meeting them. So perhaps it is real, that one genuine moment that we have, it’s hard to ask for more than that.
I’m having trouble figuring how I can be so attracted to someone when I know that it just won’t work out in the long run. I barely know this girl and I want to drive down to Georgia just to take her out on a date. It’s not even sexual, I just enjoy her company.