My fondest memory of my Auntie Eli was driving through the countryside as she grilled me to find out what I thought made a good friend. I think after going round and round about for a couple of hours (mainly in conversation, but maybe a little bit with navigation) we’d finally sorted it out, and I’d started to understand how I have such a diverse group of people I care about. After a certain stage a lot of it just comes down to the caring.
But what drew us together in the first place? I realized recently that I’ve gone through a stage of spending a lot of time with engineers and hadn’t even noticed it since we aren’t talking about engineering when we spend time together. (I like renaissance engineers. Engineers by day… rock climbers, theater buffs, painters, salsa dancers…by night/weekend.) So why do I feel so at ease in the crowd? My immediate response was that they were analytical, but what kind of a response is that? Am I attracted to people who like to question and try to find reason out of chaos or once you get to a certain level of analysis, create chaos out of reason?
But lots of my closest friends are artsy and guided more by their hearts than their heads. Maybe the recent trend towards scientific minds has been because I’ve just been run down lately and look for comfort in the known and similar?
Does it just reflect who I am? Someone who struggles to balance the security of a bullet pointed plan and goals with the need to throw caution to the wind to tackle mountains and search for sea turtles?
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