Maybe, Eventually…
It’s not necessarilly related with the story I tell you here. But, that is something we do today. We network and socialize with other just to mention that we existed. Our connection in hyperconnectivity within platforms are just a prove that we’re still alone. And these past two weeks have been kinda intense with some friends. Some were just there for the fun, work stuff and some were… well, another thing.
I also met someone I used to work with. We ended up talking about why it still makes sense to keep in touch, even after leaving the same company. Because why close the door? I guess some relationships don’t need a specific reason to be maintained, in a good sense. Sometimes, it’s just nice to keep the connection there and see where it goes.
After all those entertaining & office network, there was one that actually made me think before I talked. Like, really think twice. There were moments of silence that lasted a little too long. Somehow, I was afraid to explain things further because I didn’t want to sound offensive. I kept stuttering, trying to find the right words to explain what I actually meant. Nervous, ofc.
But eventually, some parts started to loosen up a little.
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I mean, it wasn’t bad. It was actually something I needed to talk about. Not just the amusing stuff, but the essential ones. The existential kind of stuff. I ask, someone defends. Likewise. Back and forth.
There was also this metaphor: you cannot control the wind, but you can adjust your sails. Really, though. You can’t control everything in life. You can’t control the wind. You can’t always control what happens around you. But maybe you can control how you respond to it. Even your emotions, to some extent. I know it’s hard. So be it.
And I never thought I had a patient side because I literally can’t stop checking my phone even when I already know there’s probably nothing coming in. Cause what else can I do? Hahaha. Still, I keep checking. Just in case some random notification suddenly pops up.
As we talked continiously, something about these different perspectives was just… magnetic. Seeing how the same thing could be looked at from completely different angles made the conversation interesting. And somehow, it kept going. Anyway, lah.
But what I noticed was the strong position and something like filtration. idk. There was a firmness in knowing what to take, what to question, and what to leave alone. The position was questioned, though. Even the questions themselves. It seems critical.
That’s what I mean when I say this is very existentialism (read: self-creation); you define what’s next. Somehow, it also sounded like Nietzsche, because the “should I…” was always followed by a “but…” It’s like nothingness in doing such and such. I thought maybe Nietzsche had been read before.
Okay, I’m not here to question, again, but I liked the way things were explained. And now, we barely understand whether we’re joking or being serious about things. Lol.
