I always carry a notepad around with me, so whenever I’m struck by inspiration I will have someplace to write it down. Often complete blog posts are composed within the pages, with random ideas for other posts inserted here and there. Occasionally when I’m stumped for topics I go through these handmade notebooks and look for hidden treasures. Some make about as much sense as other people’s dreams, but every one in a while I discover quite a gem.
On the corner of one of my numerous pads was the note: Where do you find friends? I was intrigued enough to follow the arrow, where the first answer cracked me up, “At the friends store.”
The second answer was pretty good, too, with “go back to high school.”
For me the second option sounds like a viable alternative: 1) I loved high school, and 2) So many of my close friends I met in high school. Those friends are some of the ones where ages can pass, yet whenever we get back together again, it is as if we just saw each other the day before. There is something about knowing and trusting people for nearly two-thirds of your life that builds in a comfort factor.
As an adult, as would probably be expected, most of the new people joining my life have been from work. I’ve talked about the wonderful people I met at SANYO. With my job of seven years, however, there were only three of us, and befriending either of the owners wasn’t going to happen. Fortunately during that time dance happened, and many wonderful friendship developed there.
I have definitely had times when I felt friend making challenged. I would meet someone at a party or random event and really seemed to click, but then nothing developed out of it. My first question then is, “Was I trying too hard? Did I scare her away?” Then the sounder judgement side of my brain kicks in, “Goodness gracious, it’s not like I was trying to date her!” Of course my freaked out side responds, “Wait, could she have thought I was hitting on her?” Then I normally get distracted by a bright shiny thing and break the mental loop.
Am I the only one who maintains a lot of friends from high school? or What is the female equivalent of a “bromance”?