Variety is not always the spice of life

There are people in this world I always look forward to seeing and hearing from and there are others I do not.

I think the difference is in the way we communicate.

Thinking about some people doesn’t affect me one way or another.  They are people I interact with on some level that is simply utilitarian, or at least innocuous enough that they elicit no real feelings.

Thinking about others fills me with warmth.  These are the people I find interesting and responsive, the ones who are a joy to talk with or be around.

But there are some people who are so evasive and unreliable they can ruin my day with a single sentence.  They seldom call unless they want something from me and even if I say they can have it, they may not show up to get it, leaving me waiting and waiting and waiting.   If they do show up, they may not be the least bit appreciative or truly open and friendly.  I dread these interactions.

Today I am waiting.