Two things that go well together, I hear...
Why is it that the longer you do something, the less you're inclined to do it? Maybe it's just me, I suppose, but I think I've seen it in others too. Perhaps it's the inner desire that most have for variety. I mean, sure, some people are content with knowing what to expect, but I like change. I like chaos. I don't want to know what dinner is tomorrow until I decide to make it. Plans have their place, just rarely in my life. Before I make it sound all glamorous, there's not a whole lot of unplanned stuff either. But I like the spontaneous more than the predictable.
It's been called to my attention recently the topic of friendship. Specifically, what makes a good friend? A lot of people say it's someone that makes them feel better when they're down... Perhaps someone who spends free time with them, shares common experiences. In my opinion, those people are idiots. For me, a friend is someone I want to help, someone who I can trust, and someone who calls me on it when I screw up. Someone who holds me accountable... but not TOO accountable. Someone who's there to give me the straight truth, even when it's not pleasant. Anyone can memorize a few witty comments, or make me feel warm and fuzzy by letting me feel sorry for myself. A friend is the person who shakes you, tells you to get a f'in grip, and get on with things. I mean, there are times when comfort's needed, but, by and large, society today is far to keen on nurturing, rather than developing. Empowering, rather than educating. Screw that hippie crap. It's one thing to want to help someone deal with their problems... It's another to try to hide reality from them.
