Today, via Facebook, I received an email from a guy friend of mine who I used to know.
I met him in about 1995 after I had matriculated and had started working at Green Market Square. In fact, I think that was officially my first job. I sold t-shirts at a stall and something called 'earth balls' which were supposed to be all esoteric or something because you could put a crystal in the middle of it and there were ley lines all over the earth. It was supposed to create positive energy in order to heal the earth. I tried my hardest with a sales pitch, but alas I don't think I ever sold one.
If I remember correctly, he worked opposite me selling bags. He was interesting looking with short hair but had two plaits hanging from either side of his head. I remember thinking that there was no way he would be friends with me, he was too odd and I was too normal. Clearly, I was wrong on that account;-)
The last time I saw him was about 10 years ago when I was living in Brighton, UK and then we lost contact until today, via Facebook.
This just got me to thinking how bizarre FB is, how you can 'find' someone who you haven't seen in years, but would love to actually catch up with, (not those that just want to 'friend' you and then never actually chat!)
I also started thinking about my past, and how far along I have come in the normality stakes.
(I even found a photo of myself during my Green Market Square days, full on goth, but baby doll style- pig tails in my hair, and oh, my favourite baby doll dress which I wore with stockings and doc martins- I loved my dms!)
I live with a man and have a daughter. I think that's about as normal as they come? Not that I would change it, just that during the course of my life, I have met some seriously interesting people and who then became friends. I wonder if it was just lack of self confidence that made me think that they couldn't possibly be interested in me as a person, but yet they were.
I still think I suffer from that delusion at times, but luckily for me, some of those interesting people that I have met over the course of my life, are still in my life!
Life really can be a little odd at times...
2 comments:
So he was odd and you were a tad odd at the time too...I would love to see that photo of you taken in that era;-D
Lynette - I'll see what I can do:-)
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