One thing I love about life is the abundance of imperfections. Without them, there would be no need for improvement or growth.
In the last couple days, dealing with tennis patrons, classmates, and friends, I have realized that I am not an interesting being.
How in the world do I make friends?
Initially:
I am noticeably timid and slow to respond.
Starting and keeping conversation is not a strength of mine. [I lack structure and tend to lose other's attention.]
My knowledge is limited and irrelevant.
Eventually:
I replace my shyness with openness that becomes overwhelming.
The struggle with conversation continues and is paired with stumbling over unorganized thoughts.
I am completely weird.
I don't have much to bring to the table.
- I love to listen, but strongly dislike talking.
- I find ways out of responding to issues or situations. [Not responding can be taken as a response.]
As much as I say I like people, I don't seem to interact well with them.
I think there's a lack of excitement, or an excessive amount of dullness in my personality.
Now that I've been able to narrow it down...
"If you're not going to let it change you, what's the point?" - Jason Fredregill
