very satc.

after a ‘conversation’ (through instant messaging) with a close friend of mine today, i noticed that my inner dialogue sounded an awful lot like that of carrie bradshaw, sarah jessica parker’s fictitious character from sex and the city. at first, i felt deeply disturbed by this, that my worldly life questions could easily be mistaken for something on television, but i have come to embrace it, rationalizing that yes, i do find human relationships incredibly interesting, and isn’t that what the show is all about?

so then, in life, when we’re each on our own journey somewhere, metaphorically and often geographically speaking, is it that surprising that so often me meet someone special just as they’re leaving town or just as we’re fleeing? why does it always seem like the timing is off? are we the butt of another cruel joke or is it just the nature of the lives of travels, they seem so much more exciting and get our adrenaline pumping that much more easily?

my friend recently met someone who sounded like her perfect match. whether that’s the truth or the result of her overly excited fantasy world, who knows, but i did wait for the ominous ‘but’ to her story… ‘but, he’s moving back to paris at the end of the month.’ of course. how perfect. i would expect no less. if she hadn’t spent the past few months setting up her life where she is now, to pursue a phD, it would be a no brainer – ’so i’ll come to paris in late september to visit?’

is it that when we’re readying ourselves for a trip, we’re more open to possibilities? i can certainly vouch that you’re more likely to be social, saying goodbyes and enjoying the company of friends as much as you can before departure. maybe it’s that we just have that glow, that energy and anticipation for our next adventure, and people naturally gravitate towards it.

who knows really. but it does seem a bit of a sick joke… wonderful and exciting, but sick nonetheless. is it too cynical to quote ben folds here by saying, ‘don’t change your plans for me??’ how long have you been single or just dating all the wrong people and now, when you can almost hear your name being called over the p.a. just before your flight leaves… there they are, mr. or miss. fantastic.

it doesn’t have to be so tragic of course. i myself tend to be more of a ‘enjoy what you have when you have it’ kind of person.

i’ve veered off course from my satc-ness i believe. i’m not a fan of annoyingly bad puns, but i will reference one of the episodes in saying it’s better to regret the things you’ve done rather than the things you have not… ‘coulda, woulda, shoulda.’