I'm not saying this to sound condescending, but I have friends in two categories. My Smart Friends and my well...Not Smart Friends. Now I must assert that my friends under the moniker, "Not Smart Friends," are not stupid or unintelligent or ignorant. Let me explain...
I'm a thinker. I'm phlegmatic. I sit and think...a lot. And when you get me talking about something I'm pondering, I have a lot to say. I love talking to people about things that are mentally stimulating. As much as it frustrates me sometimes, I love it when someone challenges my beliefs and values. I want someone to question me when I speak. I love it. Having a long and thoughtful discussion is my language of love. I can see why so many intelligent people become depressed. They have so many friends like mine. The loyal friends they have they can't talk to the way they want, and the ones they can talk to won't talk to them.
Basically my loyal friends are friends I've had for ages and we've bonded over something we had in common. Most of my friends I've made through music. Even there I can't get very deep with them. I was there when one was born and the other I made through building computers. Typically whatever thing I bonded with them over is the sole thing I can talk to them about.
My Smart Friends I can talk to about anything and they can have a deep conversation with them about it even if we don't entirely agree on what it is we're talking about. I can mention something in the news and even if they don't know what I'm talking about, they can talk about it in depth. However; every friend in this category are flakes. I can never get them out to hang or visit. They're typically absorbed in whatever they're doing and even when I ask to join them, it never comes to fruition.
Maybe I'm just being whiny. I did want to get it off my chest.
DFTBA
-Kevin
