Camp is fucking crazy sometimes. Remember the bubble speech I was talking about yesterday? Well the bubble is in full effect already. I'm pretty certain that folks in the outside world who have never worked in a situation like this really have no concept of what it's like to live with, eat with, hang out with, and spend time off with the same people you work with. Because of this constant togetherness, it's possible to become really close with people on several levels, and that's totally cool. But it sucks when you have a fight with someone on a personal level, and then you have to deal with them as coworkers as well. And you can't even get away from them when you aren't working. It's a little crazymaking, I think.
Sometimes friends hurt other friends' feelings. Sometimes hearts get sort of chipped or broken in the process. Sometimes friends you thought you knew make really bad decisions that then make you realize they may never have been sincere with you for even a moment in all the time you've known them. Sometimes you think you're being clear that you wish your friends wouldn't behave a certain way or pursue a certain someone or lead you on or lie by omission. Or you suggest they make up their minds about how they feel about...people or situations before the people involved get hurt. But then you realize maybe you weren't clear enough, or maybe you were and the people you thought cared about you don't care as much as you wished they would or assumed they did. And everything kind of goes pear-shaped and you're left with a stomachache or a headache or a heartache and you don't know what to do.
That's how camp is sometimes. That's all I'm saying.
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Shh...Did you hear that? It was the sound of my priorities shifting.
1 comment:
Wow. That was full of ambiguous-ness and drama. I hope everything works out for the best among the miscommunicators.
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