57) About the happiness of meeting someone, who is just as crazy as you are

Recently, we were underway, two by two, doing sports, and it was great. Usually, both of us are going alone because we have not really someone who could join. But on that day, we went together, and it was a lot of fun. For the sports aspect, and the personal one. Do you know that, when a conversation is very easy and fun? When, after a short while, you go beyond the “what do you do for work” or “what are you writing your thesis about” questions, and think instead about what one thinks of Søren Kierkegaard and his position towards believe and ethics. Or about physiotherapists seeming to be magicians. Or about the fact, that one is feels ashamed to say that one likes to go to work, because everybody else is complaining— while we should be happy about that. Or to realise, that the other person is just as crazy as one self, and that this is a good thing.

That way, we were out and about for a few hours. And being happy about a nice trip together is only being beaten by that: when the other person enjoyed it just as much, and can also say that. Being cheerful and thankful together. And even if it is just a friendship for a day, such memories stay.