Being Critical

Recently I got acquainted to this lady whom I realised once shared a similar past as I did at one point in time of both our lives. Despite the point in time occuring at different stages of our lives, it was a "been there, done that" kinda feeling that had linked us up. In addition, I quickly discovered that we knew some people mutually.

If I could only bring one thing with me from my previous experiences, it got to be tact.

I would be lying if I said I have been completely honest with her. In fact, after the first call she gave me, I was tempted to find out more about this character from the mutual friends that we know. I was curious about her history for it is one thing to hear it from the person and another to hear it from the others. The discrepancy allows me to decide which category I can place this person in.

There is something unsettling and dubious of a feeling I get when I talk to her, despite her enthusiasm and friendliness on display, but I just can't quite put a finger to it.

Instead of approaching said mutual friends, I have decided to give it a rest since this person may not stay long enough in my life to make a difference after all. It was in retrospect when I saw it clearer, those distinctive traits that she possess, which was shared so uncannily with some of the people I have crossed paths with.

I have this self-imposed responsibility of keeping promises and I am in particularly, unimpressed with people who violate this sense of commitment in anyway.

I believe life is about maintaining an equilibrium; there are times when you need to exhibit aggression, there are times you need to take a step back to observe, and too much of either will create an imbalance. It can be incredulous, but sometimes even when you halt your steps to seek for answers, the answers that you have been meaning to seek for will come naturally and present themselves in evidence to you.

Hence the adage; let nature take its course.  ¶ J poppycocked at 6:16:00 PM