“Don’t talk to strangers,” our parents told us when we were kids—for safety reasons.
But now that I’m an adult kind of, I’m talking to strangers more—for safety reasons.
You see, I think we’re all a bit lonely inside. We all want and need to connect with others, but how do we possibly break the trance, interrupt the high-speed rhythm everyone’s flowing at? I’m beginning to see that this disconnected rush we’re in is more permeable than I thought, and mostly just an act. Continue Reading
I just stood there awkwardly jamming hors d’oeuvres into my mouth. When I finally worked up the gumption go over and talk to someone, my heel broke and mini hotdogs went flying off of my mini plate. Some rendition of this worst-case hypothetical flashes through my mind in those last-minute makeup-check-in-car moments. I actually love going to networking events and meeting new people. I attended three happy hour get-togethers this past weekend! But I admit that a few minutes before I walk in, a little voice in my head is like, “Are you sure you want to go?”