If I had been totally alone in my love for Star Wars, would I have been as into it as I was? My friend from high school, J, had always loved it, partially because of her older brother. So when it was re-released and I got really into it, she was right there along with me. And together we convinced our other friends that this was something worth spending time on. But without her?
While I've loved Weird Al for many years now without any particular help from anyone, my interest was first helped along by my friend B. And then more recently, my boyfriend wanted to go see Weird Al in concert, and that kind of reminded me how awesome he is (Weird Al, tho the boyfriend is awesome too).
Yesterday I was having lunch with a friend, and we were talking about how much we both love California. On my way home, with the sun out, a cool breeze going through my hair I was driving through the scenic Coldwater Canyon, and I smiled because, yes, I really do love it here.
I would hope that not everything I love is based purely on other people's opinions. And I don't think it is. I haven't met anyone who has as much as an interest in disasters as I do. And it's been a long time since I've spent time with anyone who was as enthusiastic about the royal family (tho there was a night in high school where my friend C and I spent the whole evening pouring over a now lost poster of the royal lineage. we had a great time. then I think we played Set for awhile. great card game).
Anyway, just something I've been thinking about lately. How much interest in a subject is innate in me and how much comes from seeing someone else interested in something. When someone is excited about something, that looks like fun, and oftentimes, you'll find yourself excited about it too.
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