How bizarre
Self-indulgence is a quality each and every individual possesses; yet what makes each of us unique is in its degree and how it motivates us on our pursuits. We indulge to satisfy ourselves; in different aspects of life we find the path that would make ourselves happy.
That we can apply the same concept about relationships is, of course, undisputable. Oftentimes we search for friends who would make us love ourselves more for each time we spend with our friends. It’s this reason why some people derive pleasure in friendship through having a bonding under a common ground. There’s nothing as satisfying as having a host of friends who share the same interests with you.
But some friendships are simply bizarre, because they survive even among plenty of contradictions to the concept of self-indulgence (that I’ve defined).
I have a friend from a distant province; and it’s rare that I spend more than a time span of less than a week with her. I know for a fact that we do have a friendship, but I do not know what exactly is THE GROUND that draws us to each other.
It’s funny. Our interests couldn’t have more different. I don’t even know what she is interested in; frankly I find that she’s quite dull and that she lives quite a monotonous life. For every topic of interest that I try to bring up, she just rebuff it as a waste of time (and mind you a lot of my hobbies aren’t a waste of time. I love reading, watching movies, listening to good music, and writing. Okay, my mistake. They were indeed a waste of time. Hah!) I would typically be annoyed with anyone who does this; and heck I do get annoyed by this habit of hers.
What I do not understand is how we managed to stay friends for more than 7 years despite all of these. I do not feel that I’m getting any edification for indulging myself in trying to share interests with her. Yet I just do feel a small, geniune, undescribable happiness whenever I spend time simply talking to her, whether face-to-face or through other means of communication. Is this love? I don’t know.
Weird, noh?
But I’m not complaining.
