Some people arrive with an agenda.
Or they have an appointment on ours.
Others become part of the architecture of our lives - not usually a blueprint, but more likely it’s a crazy, difficult renovation project to connect two un-alike pieces of people or projects that can fit …
In my day, most days, I'm busy talking with two or three or four people about something that matters right then.
Usually it’s work: a deal, a transaction, a problem to solve, a decision that won’t make itself. That cast changes regularly. People arrive, occupy the foreground for a while, then ebb away as the work moves on.
But there’s another group entirely. They’re not attached to today’s file, problem, deadline, or opportunity. They’re the people who remain in the picture week after week, year after year. Some are friends, some colleagues, some clients who became something more. I’m realizing I need both groups, but I don’t need them in the same way.
