Wow, Bed. That was intense! Kudos on such a deep and profound question. Stuff like this makes me wonder about whether Star Trek style transporters are really such a good idea, because would it really be me beaming down to Riza, or would I die as my particle mass is deconstructed, only to have my copy enjoy all the sexy alien action... and then I remember that I think transporters are awesome, and promptly forget to worry. And then I remember I'm married, and my wife would probably be mad if I went to Riza in the first place, and start worrying again...
Even though Shattered called it, it's totally okay that you hijacked it, for a wizbang of a thought like that. I was speaking of winning in a metaphorical sense. See, this is really just the latest incarnation of something I've done on and off for almost ten years now. I suppose I should fill in the backstory, to clear all this up so we can really get started...
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A handful of years ago, I lived about twenty minutes away from my job, walking time. I greatly enjoyed my morning walks to work, as it gave me time to wake up with some fresh air, and stretch my legs in the morning. However, I was often left alone in thought during these brief jaunts. I don't mind, to be honest. I like time to talk with myself; the conversations are interesting, anyway. But one day I decided to try something different.
See, I had a number of contacts on my still-newish phone that I wanted to talk to more often, but I constantly found myself at a loss when it came time to communicate with said individuals. I was always stressing about it. What I would say, if I had anything interesting to share, commonality I could discuss. In reality, it was less of a problem than I felt it was at the time, but that was where I had found myself. And I'm glad I did.
So, there I am, on my way to work one morning, piddling around with my little flip phone, when inspiration strikes! A way to get people to talk to me!
First, I created a group out of people whom I knew would appreciate what I was about to do. Then I sent a message, telling everyone they had been selected for my daily question text. Everyone responded, so I set to work from there. Thus began a sacred morning tradition.
Every morning, on my way to work, I would shoot the group a new question. Some days they were pretty simple questions (favorite color?), other times they were serious (how would you handle death of x person?) and sometimes they were downright odd (favorite pants you ever wore?). I wanted to get them thinking about things to respond, to get them talking to me, to bridge the communications gap, and to learn a little about the people I cared about. It was also fun trying to come up with questions, and starting conversations after they answered.
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It worked pretty well, until that phone died, and I lost some of the numbers, and life happened. I've done it again twice since. So, realizing I don't know many of the people here on the forum, and that I want to get more involved in its movements and conversations, I thought I'd start a few of my own, using similar methods. I created this topic thread to do that, hoping that, by asking questions, I'd get the people talking. And talking to people is one of my favorite things.So, here we are, in the Question Corner! And now that that's done... IT'S QUESTION TIME!
Coming up with questions used to be a daily morning ritual for me, and some days I really miss it. What is something you used to do every day, that you no longer do, and how does it make you feel?
Keep flying, everybody!