I wish I could know all the people. Make friends like when we were kids and instantly talk like we knew each other for ages. Comfortable chatting about nonsense and important things too. I wish culture accepted this sort of interaction like when we were kids. Remember then? If there was someone sitting alone they were fair game for playing and talking with. Or even if they weren't alone, you could still bridge that gap of silence because being a kid is a different club, with different rules of course.
Now in the human people grown-up club, the rules state if a person comes up to you in an unwarranted way, and you don't know them, you better watch out. That person might not be someone that is safe and at the very least probably a weirdo. I'm not sure I like the new rules. I have to admit, I tend toward the kid club rules.
I get away with bending rules in the new club for some reason a bit more than many people because I think I seem safe just in being a not very physically threatening being. I do still get painted as a weirdo I'm sure, but that I don't mind. And people I've met of Saskatchewan and the Maritimes seem to tend this way too I find; they are both a bit more open and a bit more adventurous. But certainly not all the time or with all the people in any circumstance. Because of the new rules.
It's fine if people are doing there own thing and don't want to be interrupted. That's ok, that can be a rule. But no one should have to be lonely if they don't want to be. We should be able to tell each other our stories and learn from each other and laugh at ourselves and have fun and forget being alone with the not very nice thoughts.
I think this week I am going to sit next to someone that is alone and start a conversation. Should I? See, I'm already thinking it is too risky and might cause unintended consequences. It's fine if we are in a lineup at the bank, or waiting for our coffee, or maybe even on a bus. These kinds of situations seem open for conversation and connections in my world. But there are just so many other times that connection might be important. I hate to think of someone hurting by themselves when we could be laughing about something silly, or just sharing a moment.
No answers. But I'm going to be considering this bold act of bridging this silent gap. We'll see how I go. Considering is not very bold but it's the best I can do for now, if I actually do it, I'll report back to the group with my findings. I have a feeling we are all not so scary as human beings. It's just the gap that is scary.
Happy week fellow humans