When she sat down I didn't get up to meet her, it felt weird like we were already planning on being friends not romantic. And that's kind of how it proceeded. Not an interview, but I asked questions, she responded. I shared a little but I didn't feel like I related entirely to a lot of what she was saying so it was more just listening and trying to understand.
Her background and choices. Her mistakes and attempts to make them better. Her interests and why...
We batted around a few societal issues which was fun.
With more time I could imagine it being much more mutual, growing a shared experience.
She didn't look me in the eye when she talked, she often looked away, both when she was talking or when I was... So I didn't feel connection. I guess it was a lot of her thinking, and sharing it.
When she mentioned certain places, specifics, she looked at me, almost like an invitation.
When I was younger I would have attempted to be more empathetic to her situation, but as it was I became more reflective - because she had obviously spent a lot of time processing it all.
Overall I was really impressed with her insight into her own life, experiences and reactions. I've met very few people who have dealt with a lot and been able to deal so well.
But she was also really aware of the distance that causes between herself and others. Which was kind of fascinating.
Shared interests, but not chemistry. I guess that is how these things sometimes go.
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