The Amazing in The Ordinary

I've decided to try and surround myself with interesting people.

 

I don't need anything fancy like an Olympic Gold Medalist or world-renowned crocodile wrestler.

 

I think someone who could tap dance would be nice.

 

Someone who could speak French. A hairdresser. A basketball coach. Someone who could recite Shakespeare. A person from a different place (any place- a different city, state, country). Someone very old. Someone very young. Someone who sees the world in a beautiful way. A mathematician. A boxer. Someone who will cook for me. Someone who likes the rain. That person that rides their bike everywhere. A taxi-cab driver. A dentist.

 

I want someone who will tell me stories.

 

Someone who appears utterly normal, but when you get to know them, is endlessly fascinating. Because, aren't we all?

 

I know someone who changes her nail color everyday.

I know someone who can solve a Rubix's Cube like it's a paint-by-numbers.

I know someone who's home always smells of warm bread.

I know someone who likes the rain.

I know an Oilfield Roughneck who qualifies to join MENSA.

I know a six-year-old who looks at the world with innocent eyes.

It's time to appreciate the little things that make us who we are.

You can type a name into a search engine and thousands of people pop up. But what if you type a name, followed by a picture of the scar on that person's elbow from when they fell off their first bike. What if you put that they went to a Bob Dylan concert in '09 and can say their alphabet backwards and that their favorite food is grilled cheese and tomato soup?

Then you have whittled down thousands into one. One, may I say, interesting person.

That's what I want. To find the amazing in the ordinary. To find the magical in the usual. I want to surround myself with interesting people, with the hopes that some of that wonder may rub off on me.
They say everyone you have ever met knows something you do not.

I don't know about you, but I'm ready to learn.