That's a lie, I don't. Well, it depends on how you say it I suppose. And, it illustrates a point.
Timing.
Growing up you start to realise how careful you have to be when chatting about your friends of different gender. Long gone are the (slightly easier) days when fancying boys was just weird and most of our interactions at our school in Cairo* revolved around playing basketball together or going swimming. Where boy friends were just simply friends who were boys, nothing else.
Nowadays, you have to be a bit more tactful. Life would definitely be so much easier if I could just say, 'yep just hanging out with my girlfriends this morning and then my boyfriends this afternoon'. But, you just can't say that anymore. Time (and growing up) has changed things, boyfriends mean a whole other thing. Speaking about the other gender, you've got to cover all kinds of bases to ensure people know the relationship is platonic- 'Oh he's one of my guy friends / friend who is a boy / one of the dudes / such a brotherly friend.'
I love this little girl's reaction:
Timing has never been my strong point.
I am always late to everything. I'm that friend. Say come for 8, and I'll be there at 8.30 if you're lucky. I'm the person that you never expect to be on time, and when I am it's often a fluke and I'm probably meant to also be somewhere else. I put it down to over-optimism and bad maths, I think I move faster than I actually can.
But although I am late to things, I often feel like my mind and body are moving really fast all of the time. For instance, recently I've noticed how my brain moves faster than my mouth and when I want to say something funny or succinct, it just doesn't work.
Does anyone else get that? Like I wish in a conversation I could just link my brain to yours. I would be so much more hilarious.
Timing is such a strange thing. When you take it apart, our world works according to timeslots. Small snapshots of days where we are meant to be at certain places, doing specific things and meeting various people. And how weird is it that timing can change everything?
A few of my girl (*space*) friends think I have an odd kind of curse (?) I'm not really sure what you'd call it. But essentially, every time I actually like a person or as they say 'have a major crush-on'... BAM that person then proceeds to go out with someone for the long-term, get engaged or married.
Case in point Ryan Gosling... oh Eva Mendes you lucky woman**.
Whatever, I'd like to think of it as a gift- it's nice to be a weird catalyst in the bringing together of 2 people. My friends think I need to pick different guys, what can you do?
And then I guess, the timing of meeting 'your person,' how odd is that. That this one time, in life you will meet someone who you like, who makes you laugh and you think is awesome AND that person will actually like you back and want to be in a relationship with you. How bizarre and amazing is that? A random couple of people meet and boom: sparks, romance, chocolate... ring.
Despite being late for everything, I am also someone who just wants things to happen fast. I'm not great at waiting around for other people, I just like to make things happen. Be proactive. But other people don't always work like that, and it totally boggles me how we each work and live at our own speed. I wonder if the people we naturally gravitate towards just live life at a similar speed setting to us? Hmm.
In that sense, are we ever really 'off' in our timing, or is it just that we haven't gotten into the same groove with people in the same 'time zone'?
We can worry so much about our timing and in so many different ways. Always trying to be on time, being impatient in wanting life to get a move on, or worry about missing the boat with different life opportunities. Relationships, jobs, living situations are all influenced by time.
How can we not worry about timing???
The funny thing is, you can't exactly change it. Unless you're Doctor Who or something (I don't even watch the show so I have no idea if he can actually do that...). Maybe it's just accepting that timing is one of those inevitabilities in life. Time/timing is not our own.
We just have to accept that sometimes we get it right, and sometimes we don't.
Sounds easy enough. I found this and it put a little perspective on things...
* Egypt and Venezuela were the only times I went to mixed schools with my brothers and so actually interacted with boys.
** apparently they may have broken up, there is hope yet.
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