that said, i've had several people recently, and numerous people since i moved to baltimore, who seem to have no interest in getting to know me or spending any time with me because we "just don't have that much in common." this has frustrated me for a while, and i had yet to put my finger on exactly why this bothered me so much. truth is, moving to baltimore from lubbock was a choice i made to grow, to learn, to expand myself as a person. i have met so many interesting people here who have lived very different lives than my own, and they fascinate me.
i recently met someone who has scars all up and down her legs. she initially told me she got them from mowing the lawn in a bikini and hitting some buried barbed wire. she later told me they were from when she was extremely depressed and was mutilating her body. now, and this is not meant to belittle the sadness of such a history, but i find that SO intriguing. not only am i blown away by that sort of experience in someone's life, but also someone who comes up with such a crazy story to cover for it.
i have another friend who, among other things, strips at the hustler club for extra money. she continually fascinates me with the words she says and the things she does. i just want to pick her brain apart and understand how she ticks. my sentiments seem to rarely be shared, however. while i find myself drawn to those unlike myself, i seem to continually find people who are drawn to those more like themselves. so much for an "open-minded" liberalism. "oh, you're from texas and think that jesus guy was on to something... i'd rather just not have anything to do with you."
but "open-minded" liberalism is a whole 'nother conversation.
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