I bumped into a stranger the other day. She stopped and asked me how I was; what I was doing with my life.
It felt awkward. I told her I was working, doing a job I love and I am back home living with my parents after three years away. I asked her the same questions back – “How are you? What are you doing in life?”
She pretty much said the same thing back – “I’m busy working. I have got myself a car to take me there and back each day from my parents house”.
We exchanged smiles for a few moments and stood hovering on our feet awkwardly unsure of what to say next.
After a couple of minutes of awkwardly looking around for something else to say, I wished her well and went on my way. Continue reading