Yes, opposites do indeed attract. For instance, I have no use for guns or motorcycles or dragons but I am certainly attracted to your writings, Ann Litts . I would feel terrible if I missed one of your articles. But then again we do have a few things in common also such as long hair and a love of the universe. I think most opposites have things in common as well.

I get just a little envious when I read about your many, many friends. I am the opposite; a hermit, a recluse, a weirdo. My weirdness scares most people. It could be judged a defense mechanism but really I’m just being the REAL ME.

Right now I have a total of four BFFs. Two of them are under the age of 10 and the other two are over the age of 70. Talk about opposites. I’ve had other BFFs but they have all either died or vanished without a trace.

The two BFFs under the age of 10 thoroughly love my weirdness so I can truly be the REAL ME with them. They listen in rapt attention to everything I say. That is a very strange sensation. Most people run for the hills when I open my mouth. Those two little girls are ‘my people.’ And we are definitely opposites in many more ways than age.

My two old-fogey BFFs are not opposites. We are way too much alike. Both of them (one male, one female) live far, far away from me and we stay in touch solely through the technological magic of the telephone. I’ve known both of them for many decades. The male I speak with on the phone two or three times a year and the female and I speak at least once a month.

I probably need a BFF near my own age who truly is opposite of me. Most of my previous BFFs were complementary opposites to me.

By the way, looking back at all the close friends I’ve had, most all of them have either been fire or water signs — with a few Capricorns thrown in. Fire and water are about as opposite as you can get but there is some serious mojo that can be found in the balance of those two opposites.

Back during those two glorious years when I had no job and all I ever did was write and commune with nature I was the happiest I’ve ever been. But my female old-fogey BFF kept telling me that I needed to get a job.

Get a job? What a horrible thing to say to me. Why on earth would I want to get a job?

“Because you need human contact,” she said. She was certainly right even though the advice was coming from her. She’s more of a recluse than I am.

While I am quite happy without human contact, it simply is not healthy! Human contact is very important. No human is an island. Humankind is a vast ocean and we all need to go swimming.

Earthling — Lifelong novelist & essayist —

Earthling — Lifelong novelist & essayist —