Roadblocks in the physical world are usually things that block a road like cones or fences.
Roadblocks in the metaphorical world include incompatibility.
There is a reason why people who differ in style, outlook in life, and other avenues don’t hang out with one another. They are incompatible.
About a week ago, I thought I reunited with an old friend. I thought of her as a really good person.
It seemed like the text conversation was going well as we were beginning to catch up. Then out of nowhere she wrote to me that, “Your strange is too strange for me.”
It was probably a couple of years later than I needed it. For the past couple of years, there was a lack of reciprocation with the friendship. It came down to incompatibility.
Perhaps my mission on this blog is incompatible with quite a few people. Maybe the artists that only want to talk to fellow artists. Maybe the quiet ones who want to be left quiet. Maybe the prejudice people who want to limit who is acceptable. Maybe the people who fear something different.
That’s perfectly fine because it takes being in the moment with a fellow speck of stardust to understand that some people do not match at all. This variety is what keeps people fascinating and fresh.
It’s worth it to chat with the incompatible ones to find the compatible ones. Chatting with all people to find my sort of people is a worthy task.