Today I was riding in a car along with some good friends. We were on our way to Bristol to meet another friend for an afternoon out. One of them suggested that I write the day up on my blog.
I said “I guess I could. I’d probably just write ‘Today me and my friends had a nice day out together.”
And then me and my friends had a nice day out together.
When he first suggested it, I didn’t really think it was going to be a good idea for a blog post – but then I gave it some thought. In a way, it’s a shame that something like that doesn’t make an interesting blog post. After all, I always write up my strange and unpleasant encounters with strangers on the streets and other things like that. Why is it easier to make negative experiences interesting to others? Why don’t people like to read about a nice evening out? Or moments of fondness and affection?
I’m not sure what the answer to that question is. But I think it’s always worth keeping in mind, that for every awkward or unpleasant situation that I’ve written up on here, there are a hundred very pleasant experiences which I do not write up. One on one meals with friends, amazing Christmas meals with groups of friends, walks in the woods, writing games with friends, collaborative art projects, visits to museums and trips to friend’s home towns. I just thought it was worth acknowledging the good things in life – such as my visit to Bristol, a delicious deli and a suspension bridge today.
