Meridith once introduced me as the one who "collects interesting people". I liked the description at the time. I've used it to describe my self since then. But now that I come to think of it, it is a very sad statement of me. I'd rather be the one who has interesting experiences than the one who collects people with interesting experiences.
Not that there is anything wrong with being surrounded by interesting people... I have no time for the mundane. However, have I substituted my life's experiences with those of others? The last thing I want to do is to live vicariously through others. Is that where I am headed?
I undoubtedly am pleased with my collection of people - I wonder if I am as collectible as them?
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