This is probably a recurring phrase in my head, “I played my cards wrong.” mmm…

Last night was the eve of Thanksgiving, I choose to go out to the key on a bar hop with friends. I sort of changed, maybe I haven’t but some nights I am really cool with “reliving” my past and saying hi to old friends from high school, but last night I was kind of over it, maybe I have been harden after hearing how others coldly interact with old classmates.  It makes sense, most the people you run into you never had a full conversation with ever, and the only connection you share is your alma mater and hometown.  After 4-5 years you have created stronger connections with people you meet while in college, seriously you both have changed greatly in the last few years, you are practically strangers to each others.  But in turn isn’t this the same reason you should try reconnecting, maybe now you are both better people and share more commonalities then before.

So back to last night, I picked and choose who I wanted to confront, I had no issues with people I choose not to approach, I just didn’t find any connection worth pushing the effort to say hi and to have an additional few seconds of random banter.

So why is this an issue for me?  I am starting to get bored with the daily routine, rewind, the nightly routine.  Bars and clubs have become completely benign to me, seriously the whole city.  So I am looking at simple fixes in my own personality that can enrich my experience while I am still in this town.  I do believe in leaving the past in the past, but technically if I barely connected with these people before anything we do will be new…  Really to sum this up, I hate when people shut me down, so in return I shouldn’t be doing the same, so this post is all about self reflection.  To many times I believe in this idea of the “reciprocal,” however they treat me I will mirror that, if you want to be rude I can play that game or if you are excited to see me guess what I am excited as well. (hahahaha)  I think this is where being “the bigger man” shows its true meaning, always express your greatness, no matter what others throw at you.  I got to repeat that, “Always Express your Greatness.”  (This Sunday in mass the priest talk about the selfishness of trying to project your sadness on to others, instead you should be projecting something great, not pompous arrogance to be clear.  Some days you got to throw your Game Face on and just do your thing.)