Disclaimer and 1st post!

So this is the disclaimer....

I recently had a thought about blogs. Most blogs seem to be a person's thoughts/rants/endless ramblings etc etc etc. They're used for educational purposes, stress relief, and to tell the world "HERE I AM!" However, (and I may be mistaken) I've never come across one written as a two-way conversation. I feel that we humans spend a large amount of our time communicating with friends and family on a whole host of situations. Rarely do we go into "battle" without consulting with our closest advisors.

This is what I'm hoping to recreate here; a dialogue between two friends. The 1st person view is not necessarily me, and the issues they debate won't necessarily be something related to my life. An example would be a conversation between two people about AIDS. I don't actively know anyone with AIDS but may use this blog as an opportunity to explore what it is I think I know. I want to use this as an exercise to explore what it might be like to be in the situations I propose.

Anyways. If you're reading this I hope you enjoy it. Please feel free to leave comments. And bear in mind this is just an exercise to improve my overall writing!

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The sun streams into the coffee shop windows, warming me up better than the hot latte in my hand. I glance at the screen of my mobile; he's late again. I'm not surprised, he's always late. The door jingles and in walks my friend. He glances quickly around the cafe and waves as he sees me. Coming over he flips the chair around backwards and grabs the latte I had purchased for him. It's the perfect temperature, cooled just enough between the time I had bought it and his late arrival. Man, do I know this guy or what?

"Hey bro, how's tricks?" He always asks me the same question every time.

"Oh, you know. Same ole same ole. Just livin the dream."

"Ya, don't I know that!" he chuckles.

"So what did you do last night?"

"Well, the usual. I had 2 girls on the hook, so I hung out with one till 8. We had sex in the backseat of my car." He laughs, gulps his latte, and continues, "Then I went to see the second girl. She lives with her mother. Thankfully her mom was out. We had sex on her balcony."

I nod my head, mockingly appreciatively. The truth is I considered this simply small talk. Our conversations were generally shallow in nature but every once in awhile I am able to bounce a serious topic off of him and get a basic yet serious reaction towards it. I was about to drop another bomb on him...

"So I was wondering what you would say if I told you I was going to quit my job and move to another city." I sit back in my chair, looking out the window as I sip my latte. I hear him shift a bit in his chair, obviously uncomfortable.

"Why?"

"Because I need a change. Because nothing here changes. I'm tired of the same old thing everyday."

"You need to get laid." He always resorts to this comeback; it's his self-defense mechanism to prevent deep thought. I always expect this and have learned how to counter it easily enough.

"It's not always about sex dude."

"You always say that!"

"Well tell me how what I've said has anything to do about having sex." He's quiet for a moment, then I continue, "It's deeper than that. I don't like the direction my life is going. I don't feel appreciated here."

"What about your job? You make tons of cash! You'll never find a job like that anywhere else!"

"I think that's the idea. I don't see much joy in the job I do. I don't see how I am doing anything good for humanity."

"Good for humanity? Now you're a hippie?"

I sigh, "No stupid. I just feel like I should be doing something more for the world. Giving back. I've been so fortunate in the things I've been blessed with. More fortunate than others, anyways. It's almost like my responsibility."

He looks at me. I can see the wheels of his brain spinning. "You've thought about this a lot, huh?" I nod. "So what are you thinking you want to do?"

I smile. Having him onboard will make this so much easier.

"Let me ask you this. How much do you know about Africa?"

 

Comments

[Mateas Garcia]

Totally left me on the edge of my seat! What's going to happen next? What does the sex crazed, superficial friend think about Africa? Go on, tell me more...

[Maria Holmes]

Well...go on, tell us more.... :)