Stream of consciousness

Today was one of those days where I realized that despite all of our rivalries and cliques and preconceived notions of each other, we're all really just looking for the same things out of life.

I went to Comfest today and did a bunch of people watching. I realized how much I enjoy finding new people who aren't so uncomfortable with silence that they feel the need to fill every pause with words. I also enjoy casual outings with near-strangers.

I sometimes assume people are being standoffish when really they're just introverted. I then feel stupid when I realize that I'm the same way, so I ought to recognize it when I see it.

I realize that first impressions are often misleading, and I appreciate when someone acknowledges that their impression of me has changed. It takes a certain amount of moxy to admit to someone that you were wrong about them.

There are many different kinds of love. Love for a friend, a family member, a spouse, a sibling, a pet... but even within those categories love is different depending on who it is you're loving. I don't think I've ever loved two people the same way.

We often dislike and mistrust people who are unfamiliar. It's a survival mechanism from back when we were more primitive creatures. I'm going to try to keep that in mind from now on.

I miss walking at night.