Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Letters to Hancock

Dear Hancock, Recently I was online and met a lady who really made me go “wow.” We texted back and forth on a Wednesday night and it went past midnight. She and I decided to talk by phone the very next day. We texted back and forth all Thursday. That night I called and we talked for almost 4 hours. You know how when you meet some people they just sparkle? Anyway, I was hoping that we might see each other pretty soon in real life. She said she would check her calendar but then eventually admitted she was not ready for a meet and greet. She said that she was afraid of people getting to know her. I told her that as long as communication lines were open, I was cool with taking it slow. And I am. I don't care when I see her. I was hoping we could talk by phone again but it has not happened. It has been a bummer. I am trying to be patient. To top it off, she has had some kind of health scare. What the fuck do you do when someone you just met gets sick? I am the send a card and flowers kind of guy, but I don't know the Emily post on this shit. What really made me write you is that each day it seems like we text less and less. I get that she is busy and that her head in a different space due to health thing. I did not text her for awhile (like 48 hours) to give her space. I really think she is pulling back because she is afraid of getting hurt. Part of me understands that. But you rarely meet people that sparkle. And when I talked to her, I felt sparkles. And then I think she is an introvert and maybe I should chill the fuck out and let her deal with her health scare. I am stuck in the land of overthink. I thought of the beatles song-- “You say goodbye, I say hello.” I know I am saying hello. Feels like she is saying goodbye. And we have not even really met. Signed, Frustrated in San Antonio Dear Frustrated, So you met someone who is obviously of legendary quality, but you do not know if they would be a good companion. And then when you try to talk them, communication is sparse. Firstly, glad you realize that you don't start out with a companion in the wasteland thinking it is a love connection at the get go. Remember how you did not even think of Piper that way until your spent time together? So I am glad you are willing to let that go slow. Like may stay Like. It may move up to idolize. You never know. You say she seems like she is holed up in a vault? Well, you cannot control what other people do. The best advice I ever got was from an old ghoul friend who said, “When meeting someone new think of each encounter as a practice being yourself and relaxing around another person.” But I see your problem. How can you relax around someone who isn't even there? I got nothing, kid. You know, me, I am a pull the trigger kind of guy. Just let her know you are a possible questline and that she does not have to start it today. But that it is available for her in her pipboy. And that you don't want to walk down the aisle, you just want to shoot ferals together. She joined match.com; She paid for it. So at least part of her wants to meet new people. Life is scary in the wasteland but it seems like a part of her wants to explore it. It also occurs to me that maybe after talking to you, and she got a bit scared, just as she was about ready to talk again, her health scare happened. You don't know how scary it is. It could be a really huge deal. So maybe it is not about you, or the potential “us.” Maybe she is busy taking down a bunch of legendary raiders and will get back to you when she can. Good things come to those that wait. Especially when you wait in the shadows with a sniper rifle. Life is a bitch. Ain't nothing easy. A good friend or something more is worth waiting for. But tell her that you want to get to know her. Tell her you are sorry that it is scary. Tell her that you want to make it the least scary as possible. Then the ball is in her court. And maybe take some med-x. It always mellows me out. Maybe she is already getting over her fear of being known and as soon as the health scare is over, she will be ramble ready. Stop over thinking! I never do! The smartest bestest looking guy in any room, Hancock