~the uncommon entering the common or something like that~

Intentions are powerful.  I had a busy day filled with chores, but a low key day when compared to modern America.  After a siesta I arose with the thought to write.  Thoughts about the art of conversation permeated my mind.  Thoughts of how I want to improve my conversations.  Misconceptions that I want to vanish like the sun in it's last horizon seconds.  So, as I pulled my sweater over my head, down my stomach and slid my laptop in my satchel, off I went for a glass of wine.  As I walked a few blocks and across the river, the sunshine beamed through the breaks in the storm clouds.  It depicted dark and light well.  Fluffy deep grey ominous clouds with bright yellow hues shown through permeated peace.  As I entered the bar I pleasantly saw Janet.  An acquaintance turning friend who tends the bar.  Her aura is alluring.  Slow and contemplative.  Unique yet classical.  Short curly hair depicting her quirky yet intelligent energy.  At the end of the bar was a familiar rep from a local distribution company.  I through the skinny door and onto the multi colored, patchy tiled floor.  Chaotic yet subtle.  Immediately the universe said, "Here you go Seth, you get what you wish for."  I immediately was in conversation.  A new conversation despite the people not being new.  Two new wines from a new winery were introduced.  I've had these conversations with him before, but not about these wines.  Today is new.  This conversation is new.  Thus, this leads to my ponder.  Obviously we encounter similar individuals on a daily basis, no matter who you are and whereabouts you reside on this enormous earth.  But how many people actually view every day, let alone every moment and or conversation as new.  Maybe I am projecting my mentality and my life, but I am not alone.  These thoughts arise from actual encounters.  And all too often, in my opinion do these repetitive encounters occur.  Let me break it down a bit.  Most people work.  And work in a location that doesn't change.  Thus, they see the same co-workers on a daily basis and quite possibly even the same customers and or cliental.  And if your world is anything like mine, a very common questions are:  "how are you", "what's new", "how have you been", "how is your day thus far", "what did you do today" or something of the like.  So, what is my point?  Think for a second about what common responses are.  "Good", "Nothing or not much", "ok", "mediocre at best" was a favorite of a dear college friend, etc...  So, what?  This is normal, right?  Yes, of course it is.  But that is my point.  Do we think before we speak?  Why are we not honest?  Or why are we afraid of honesty?  Some tell me because I don't want to be honest with everyone that I encounter on a daily basis and that I understand.  But, indulge me for a moment.  There's the coworker that you are not friends with, but you see every morning and you exchange pleasantries.  She says, "good morning, how was your night?"  You say, "good, thanks."  She says, "yea, what did you do?"  You say, "not much."  Why do we do this?  Why didn't you say that you made an amazing dinner and tell her about it.  Why don't you tell her you walked to the co-op and bought some tilapia, papaya's, bell peppers, onions, lemons, dill, rice, and a beautiful Pinot Noir.  Why don't you tell her that you made homed papaya salsa and it turned out amazing!  Why do we downplay what we do?  Or better question is why do I downplay what I do?  I've lived in this crazy confined world that everything has to be answered a certain way.  So maybe I am just writing this for myself, but I think there are others thinking these thoughts also.  Maybe individuals ask you certain questions because they actually want to know.  Even if the answer is deemed bad or uncomfortable.  To keep the ball rolling.  To learn.  To be inspired.  To feel free within a structure that is confining.  To know that they are not the only ones dreaming.  Some say this is exhausting, for I use to think this, but that is when I had a "right and wrong" mindset of how to live.  Rather than the mindset of living.  It has taken me some time, but I'm thankful for progression.  I'm thankful for creativity.  I'm thankful for acceptance.  And I am thankful that art is in everything.  Especially conversations and food since I cannot live without the two.  So next time, when someone asks you a question, may the answer come out.  May the truth reside rather than then the memorized mumble jumble translation that is all to common in this uncommon energetic love ball I call life.  So, here's to the uncommon entering the common to make it common and change the common to the uncommon or something like that.  

~namaste