Pleasant Meetings
This Sunday I traveled with Elle and her sister (Madison) up to their home town to hang out with them while Elle's car was worked on. More importantly, while there, I met their father. It was a tame meeting that went better than I had planned for. Being that I am 7 years older than Elle - which I'm not sure her father is aware of - I had anticipated drawn-out discussions about what I do for work, what I do on the side, etc. in order to gauge if I was fit enough for his daughter. I had planned for strange looks regarding my references to Nyla (who I talked about a few times while there), but I got none of that either. Honestly, I was quite pleased by the fact that I wasn't put on the spot, which is one of the things I dislike the most about meeting new people - especially parental units. They're the worst at that sort of thing.
The drive out there gave me a lot of time to think. I rode shotgun up and drove back and both directions I didn't do much talking. I rarely do in the car - I like to concentrate and spend time with myself. I've always been that way in the car; I used to take long road trips between Milwaukee and Atlanta (a 13-hour trip) by myself.
So what did I think about? Me. I don't really get a chance to do that, to be quite honest. I seem to be in a spot in my life that I wish I could get out of. My job is the pits; I feel like I'm being stretched a bit thin; and I have this disturbing sensation that something is about to end - which makes me sad. Do you ever get that kind of premonition-type feeling? It's hard to explain really. I also feel like I've been neglecting people: my buddy, Gareth, Nyla, perhaps others. I just don't know how to go about making more time in my day to be able to spend it with people. Who knows? Perhaps I'm just being over-analytical about things going on around me.
So that's my rambling. I'm not sure where that was leading, but I'm done now.
