Let's be Friends

Dependency and the squalor that breeds from it. There is a wonderful comfort in having people and things to depend on but in the same bed with comfort lay an unguarded wound from the times we have been tossed aside and hurt in the past. Every time I go out with new friends I find new people’s eyes turn my way, new connections and the freedom of the world at my fingertips. The amazing thing about this city is that the probability that any person you randomly run into on the way to the bathroom or start conversation with while waiting for a drink at the bar knows at least one other if not numerous people you know is relatively high. How strange it would be to see a chart of all the people you know and than how and where they connect to each other. This might lead to bad situations with ex-friends or ex-more than that’s but besides that I think it’s extremely intriguing. Do we all find each other so closely knit because we all run in the same circles, are similar types of people, or just that there are only so many places you can go and only so many people when you’re an outgoing social butterfly.

While enjoying a relaxing Sunday yesterday at the Shangrila Hotel Rooftop in Santa Monica, after a group of friends left I had the urge to meet some new people so we called over a few random passerby’s to join us in our cabana. We ended up spending the rest of the time there with a group that kept increasing in numbers until people were sitting on laps and on the ground. In this group through our conversation we found out that two girls were from the exact same small town in Idaho and two guys had the exact same name and there sisters had the exact same name and they had hung out with the same people the night before only never crossed paths. As you can guess, all this serendipitous affiliation was what brought to mind this babble. I find the feeling of only being dependant on yourself rather freeing and the feeling of being happy when all the odds seem against you ironic but magical. Meeting new people and learning that dependency might be the only reason you’re holding onto old people is a lesson I started learning long ago and continue to learn.

Cameraphone picture of the day that makes me giggle...once again thank you Coffee Bean bathrooms and lil' hoodlems everywhere.