2.2.10

Strangers are the spice of life.

I'm not sure if anyone will understand what I mean, but I'll try and explain.

Certain strangers can just draw you in, regardless of your own intentions. Ive run into such compelling strangers on rare occasions, and I've never been able to pinpoint what exactly it is about them that makes them so alluring.

Maybe it's promise. You know, that idea that your correspondence could grow into something flawless and beautiful, that your brief exchange could potentially change the course of your life on some level, that if you don't take advantage of the precious few minutes you have with them, something will go terribly awry. But I really do wonder how practical that is. Could one really give so much clout to one potentially pivotal moment?

It might be simplicity. Like a conversational or emotional one-night stand. If you do initiate a conversation, you'll always have the option of walking away, of forgetting. There's no next-day awkwardness, no regretful silence, no complications, just connection. But then that becomes a bit selfish, doesn't it? You're using their magnetism as an excuse to stumble upon an outlet for your own shortcomings and yearnings.

But who has the time to think these things through? I certainly don't.

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