Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Sweet nothings

I've always described in great measures the absolute adoration I have for good conversation. There has never been a time in my life when I haven't rated conversation high on my list of enjoyments (along with reading, chocolate, and coffee).
Some of the best moments of my life have been spent literally pounding the floor in spasms of glee. When my face feels stretched from laughter, when my sides are in stitches - these are times that I simply cannot get enough of.
My conversations with you don't have to be political or philosophical debates. More often than not, I've spent many an hour in conversation simply discussing everything and nothing. Steph and I used to trace our conversations (once we went from pencils to our principal, or something along those lines) just to see where our chats have led us. I love these kinds of talks, where you and I are just so comfortable discussing whatever it is that comes up, whether it be our plans for the weekend, a movie we both want to see, a book we've read, how the leaves are changing - whatever. Get me to laugh (which is most definitely not as hard as you might think) and you're golden.
And yet, not so funny conversations - heart-to-hearts, confessions, etc. - mean the world to me as well; trusting me with your secrets, with your fears, with your heart is the only way I know that I am being a good friend to you. I can make just about anyone laugh, but I can't make them all open up to me, nor can I to them. So while these aren't conversations that might make me ROTFLMAO, they're just as meaningful to me as nothing conversations.
In short, I like conversing with you.
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Along the same lines, I've suddenly become a telephone-phobe. I never used to fear using the telephone; I was the stereotypical glued-to-her-phone girl for most of my life. But these days, unless I have a specific reason for calling you, I won't. I don't know why; I'd like to blame the internet and instant messaging for making communication just so much more convenient, if not personable. And that is a part of the reason, I think. But in all honesty, I find telephonic conversations intimidating. Awkward silences aren't as uncomfortable online.
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Anywhoo. Happy Tuesday!

3 comments:

Kevin said...

oh hanna.

i'm a telephonaphobe too! awkward silences scare me...

and does this mister know about your blog/how you feel? i'm presuming no...
:(

Hanna said...

You know, I don't know. My blog IS on my facebook site.

Jess said...

...it is quite easy to spend much time talking about nothing.

I think most people feel that way about the phone now, though.