I’ve had some wild friends: hard drinking, hard playing, hard-hearted, hard-headed hard-asses. Do I attract these people? …more so than the average person? Did I enjoy watching their wild antics a little? Did they enjoy having me in their audience? Maybe I was too scared to not pay attention, scared to tune a person like that out out…always feeling the need to …keep an eye on that one…and before long, they’d won me over. I laughed at all their jokes (because they were funny). When I was a kid, somehow, I always ended up being friends with the bully kid. Maybe it’s because I learned how to spot them and humor them and not piss them off - because my brother was a super bad badass (and that‘s no lie…right until the day he died). Humor them…use the language of humor. I respond to all forms of humor. Wild people and bullies usually have nutty senses of humor.
These friendships usually dropped off when I was transitioning to more peaceful, stable times. I stopped being friends with the guy who was always looking for a fight - who was always looking to get the rest of us in a fight, who was trying to have sex with every woman in sight (and succeeding to a staggering degree), including my girlfriend and most everybody else’s in our little ‘gang’…that dropped off when I got a 9-5 desk job after college.
I had a few friendships drop off when I graduated from college. I met the lady who would I would end up marrying, who I was with for thirteen years. I got pretty serious with her pretty quick. Those guys got pretty serious about cocaine pretty quick.
I stopped being friends with a hard drinking lady friend, a Burning Man regular - a hula-hoopin, self-proclaimed wicca witch, who, over time became a little more than friends. That was after I got on a serious peace and awareness trip (this was fairly recent).
I miss all of these people. I sometimes wonder what it would be like if I reached back out to them. All indicators indicate that they’re still just as wild as ever, wild for life. You’re either all in with them or you’re out, I guess.
Wild people are sooo interesting to have as friends, and soooo tiring, as well. You end up hurting someone or being hurt, eventually.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was younger I used to be quite the crazy type, until I became older, I realized there was no true peace in that kind of lifestyle for me.
ReplyDeleteWell...that would be interesting. Isn't just about everyone on facebook, or are there still a lot of people who have resisted? Oh wait--the really fun people we WANT to be on facebook are never there. Still, if they were you could always shoot them a message and see if there's any compatibility at all.
ReplyDeleteIt is SO true that wild people and bullies usually have nutty senses of humor. That it their attraction, because who after all doesn't love to laugh. Sometimes I wish I could be more wild, but the thought of it is exhausting.
ReplyDeleteWild people need calm people for rainy days.
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