Never Seen It, Never Done It, Never Bought the T-Shirt

R.a.n.t. of week 02/22/15

I talked a few weeks ago about being put in a box. I dislike being put in a box because I'm more than what I appear and have many interests. Certainly more than some of my family and friends seem to know. I recall one friend finding it odd I was in love with demolition derbies because I've never appeared to be an auto lover. A few times this has even happened to me and various members of my family. Do people naturally assume someone is uninterested because they never discuss it? The point is, I can have an interest even if I don't mention it. There can be various reasons for this, but the main reason is I never find an opening to discuss the particular subject. And even if I have an interest, I may not go when there is an event focusing on the subject. I find myself missing out on these events because I'm a person who does not like doing things alone. Yes, this surprises some people because I've travelled to Europe alone. But Europe is an exception rather than the rule. And when I hear people talking of their favourite restaurants they are surprised when I say I've never been there. It doesn't mean I don't have an interest in the restaurant, I just don't like going to restaurants alone. Same as with going to, say, an auto show. Though I'm sure I'd enjoy going, invariably I find going alone is never as much fun as when going with someone. The second time I went to Europe, I went with a friend. Some of my favourite times are reliving the experiences with him. I have no one I can be nostalgic with regarding my first trip. Because I went alone. Perhaps next time I talk with my friend about our trip, I'll bring up a few things I did on my trip and pass it off as something we both did. I'll just blame his memory when he doesn't recall going to the top of the Eiffel Tower with me.