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:: Tuesday, April 13, 2010 ::

How are you?

It's a phrase I've always hated. While it manages to convey some amount of interest in the well-being of the other, it is the most ambiguous blanket question I know of.

How are you? There are so many things in my life that could be talked about. My health, my work, my love life, my relationships, my spiritual walk. It suggests the person asking doesn't have a specific topic to focus on and is hoping that you will be forthcoming enough to say something.

How are you? What if I don't want to talk to the person? What if, even if there were multitudes of problems and issues in my life, I didn't want to talk to the person? Didn't want to tell them anything?

"I'm fine." "Nothing, really." "It's all the same."

That's me. I don't want to talk about myself so directly. Ask me something else.

I don't wish to talk to you because there's nothing exciting about my life. If. If I do tell you how I really am, what my foremost, surface thoughts are, there's always a chance you'll listen politely but not give it a second thought. Maybe you'll smile awkwardly and look for someone else to talk to.

It's all part of the social dance, except I don't know if you're dancing the rumba or the waltz.

:: And that's all she wrote 9:35 AM [+] ::
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