Ironies

Okay- so I found out people here are completely different from people I know: or wait- maybe completely different from the walks of life I come from. Or maybe- just completely different from me.
as ironic as it sounds, it takes me fully aback when people ask highly personal questions. the ironies comes from me sharing blogging experiences- that is not very personal, one may proclaim. But the blogs that I type are thoughts that I want to share. I guess in my mind, there are certain topics that are taboo that I won't just ask anyone. To ask personal questions, they have to be really close to me. Even then, I am hesitant in asking because it is not my business to pry.
there was a time where I used to think that everyone was "just like me." I realized now that those thoughts were only but mere vanity. The reason that everyone was just like me was because I usually surrounded myself with people who were just like me. Now, I am with those who come from all walks of life. I feel as if I experiencing a culture shock. And as much as I like diversity, I sometimes have a bitter aftertaste in my mouth from all the spice.
I guess that is what leaving ones comfort zone seems to do to us. It forces us to see and taste the variety of life. And many times, that taste is acquired.