I think nobody enjoys solitude […] but I’m not looking to make friends. I’m not eager to find disappointment.
by Haruki Murakami, “Norwegian Wood”
New people usually pave the way for wild projections and unrealistic expectations.
Most people perceive hope as a built-in feature, like a wild animal that cannot be tamed. Sometimes, the only way we can move forward is by wildly assuming that people are decent, brave and own above the average intellectual capabilities.
All we can do is hope; hope that some day we’ll be able to surround ourselves with people who share the same values, who smile at the same jokes or who are passionate about the same things, who are driven by the same engines as we are.
The path to achieving this goal is undoubtedly rough and paved with a string of disappointments. Accepting disappointment as something natural is particularly difficult, but not impossible. We just have to learn to tame our wild projections and adjust our human urge to believe.
Maybe pessimism and solitude are two great ways to cope with constant disappointments.