Conversations are common, like seeing grass or people everywhere you turn. It is impossible not to have conversations because it is impossible not to have human interaction.
I read an interesting post on thoughtcatalog.com recently. It was about people turning to their friends and not their significant other to share woes or discuss problems. The author’s intentions were to highlight the detrimental side of it, and I think he did a good job.
Here’s the article, if anyone’s interested:
Along these lines, I started thinking about good ol’ conversations I have had with many bright and interestingly unusual individuals over the past months, and how the depth in which we’ve delved into heated or light hearted conversations has radiated me with a tinge of encouragement to plan ahead and pursue. But I realize that, while we may have many interesting conversations with scholars, teachers, parents, and friends with regards to the paths we should all take, in the end we still get nowhere. Perhaps it is nice to have someone to identify with, to share a cup of tea and talk about the grandness of Paris or the wonders of pick-up artists and their talents and what we can learn. Or, talking about university, and how you should write your essays or what you should do or study, or what clubs to join, or what books to buy. So what?
The reality of it is: as good natured or well-intended as the conversation can be, what this boils down to – as mentioned by Johanna – is that you’re merely creating an artificial field of comfort and possibilities to validate your aspirations and intentions. How many countless times have you made plans to do something together, or work on something in the heat of the conversation, only to end up still in bed, sleeping, or on the computer surfing through the net hoping to find a quick way to make a million dollars?
Well, just a bubble popper. You’re still getting nowhere.