Human connection ties us all together. I’ve gone through periods where I felt like I was emotionally cut off from the rest of humanity, causing me to spiral. Everyone has felt this way at one point or another. Ups and downs are a normal part of the human experience.
But such emotions are not a nice feeling, not pleasant, not something I’d wish on anybody. I am a social creature; I thrive on human connection and conversation. I love discovering new, interesting people and reconnecting with people I’ve lost along the journey. My friends are gems.
Not all connection occurs interpersonally, though. Some connections are literally connections between two points or people. It is always comforting when I realize two people in my life who seemingly have nothing to do with one another are actually bonded by a “coincidental” connection, completing a circle.
These past few days have been filled with connections. One of them was simply that feeling of connection and bonding you get when you realize you find the same person as someone else creepy. I also played a bit of Jewish geography with a friend of mine and a perfect example of “six degrees of separation” was born. These "social geographic" connections comfort me because they make me feel like there is an order to the universe.
And finally, I discovered I have a similar, wildly insane sense of humor as a neighborhood acquaintance of mine who I've known since I was 3. As I always say, better late than never. This Gchat IM session touched upon the topics of Blackberries, insomnia, LSD, video games and my lack of gamer skillz, violence, academia, osmosis and heaven only knows what other fabulously random topics. He shall henceforth be known as Cloud Strife.
Cloud Strife: I was too smart for high school.
Me: Yeah, I know. I never studied for anything until the night beforehand before college hit me.
Cloud Strife: Can I hit you?
So, I beat the main game of Super Meat Boy. Hard as freaking hell.
And it unlocks the 7th world, where you play as the main character's girlfriend.
Me: Violent man.
Cloud Strife: And everything is pink and flowery, and the music is sugary and upbeat.
AND THERE ARE BUZZSAWS EVERYWHERE THAT WILL RIP YOU APART.
And it is just ungodly difficult in an already brutal game.
Me: You're changing the subject. We were about to discuss your violent rage.
Cloud Strife: Yeah.
But it was a good segway.
Cuz SMB is humorously violent.
The main character is a little, anthropomorphic cube of meat, that explodes in a shower of blood when he dies.
Are you YouTube accessible right now?
Me: I've already jotted down your possible tendencies towards spousal abuse on my mental note pad. How do you expect to find a wife now?
Cloud Strife: XD
Through your kindness and understanding for my crazy sense of humor.
Ain’t human connection grand?