Okay so how's this for randomness: phone rings. "Hello?"
"We're number neighbors."
"What's that?'
"Our cell phones have the same number except mine ends in 19 and yours ends in 20."
"Okay that's cool."
"Okay bye."
Who knew? This is apparently a thing people do, texting and phoning their number neighbors. For what reason seems less certain. To spread some sort of millennial good will?? It seems to have caused problems and some threats from people who felt harassed or stalked. It simply made me curious. I thought at first Number Neighbors was some kind of political group or cult. When I realized what it was the voice on the other end just sounded young to me. Like 40 years younger than me. What was hoped for in this interaction? Friendship? Chance encounter? Will I hear from him again? Should I have said more or offered anything to this person seeking contact on the other end? It reminds me of the time I lost my diary, full of very personal stuff, at art school during the early 1980's. It was returned to me eventually - in my mail box with a note from two people who wrote, "We enjoyed reading this and can't wait to see the movie." Considering I was trying to be a filmmaker back then it was a nice surprise and affirmation. Albeit a bit weird as I never knew who they were.
Surprise can be such a delight when it is pleasurable and about possibility. Today I worked with a two year old client who could not get enough of the stacking cups I brought for him to play with. Every time he hid a cup under another one I would say, "Where did it go?" and he began to repeat "Where ih go." With great delight he would squeal when the smaller cup would be revealed. It never got old. I had to leave the cups with him until next time. Prior to this he has wanted me to chase him around the house playing hide and seek. The pleasure in being found and after being hidden is a basic human pleasure. The ability to retain an image in our minds even when we cannot see it is a gained human skill and so important to our ability to feel secure in life and to later be able to retain abstract symbols like numbers in higher math.
Later tonight the surprise was a thunder head to the south despite the clear bright sky over the river. As evening fell the cloud began to light up with heat lightening. A spontaneous firework show miles away in the distance without another cloud in the sky. We watched for a long while as the sparks and veins of light shot up into the billows of the cloud and disappeared.
"We're number neighbors."
"What's that?'
"Our cell phones have the same number except mine ends in 19 and yours ends in 20."
"Okay that's cool."
"Okay bye."
Who knew? This is apparently a thing people do, texting and phoning their number neighbors. For what reason seems less certain. To spread some sort of millennial good will?? It seems to have caused problems and some threats from people who felt harassed or stalked. It simply made me curious. I thought at first Number Neighbors was some kind of political group or cult. When I realized what it was the voice on the other end just sounded young to me. Like 40 years younger than me. What was hoped for in this interaction? Friendship? Chance encounter? Will I hear from him again? Should I have said more or offered anything to this person seeking contact on the other end? It reminds me of the time I lost my diary, full of very personal stuff, at art school during the early 1980's. It was returned to me eventually - in my mail box with a note from two people who wrote, "We enjoyed reading this and can't wait to see the movie." Considering I was trying to be a filmmaker back then it was a nice surprise and affirmation. Albeit a bit weird as I never knew who they were.
Surprise can be such a delight when it is pleasurable and about possibility. Today I worked with a two year old client who could not get enough of the stacking cups I brought for him to play with. Every time he hid a cup under another one I would say, "Where did it go?" and he began to repeat "Where ih go." With great delight he would squeal when the smaller cup would be revealed. It never got old. I had to leave the cups with him until next time. Prior to this he has wanted me to chase him around the house playing hide and seek. The pleasure in being found and after being hidden is a basic human pleasure. The ability to retain an image in our minds even when we cannot see it is a gained human skill and so important to our ability to feel secure in life and to later be able to retain abstract symbols like numbers in higher math.
Later tonight the surprise was a thunder head to the south despite the clear bright sky over the river. As evening fell the cloud began to light up with heat lightening. A spontaneous firework show miles away in the distance without another cloud in the sky. We watched for a long while as the sparks and veins of light shot up into the billows of the cloud and disappeared.
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