The one area of life where I can say I have been able to strike up conversations with people has always been books. I have mentioned that I have met quite a few people in bookstores. I forgot to mention that this includes the subway and on my commute. Wherever people read, I might strike up a conversation.
Today’s perfect moment was talking to someone about books on the subway after work today. She was reading book two of a science fiction trilogy. I was reading an early Douglas Coupland work, “Miss Wyoming”. After both wondering why the person next to us was listening to horrible music on their phone without the courtesy of headphones, we exchanged knowing glances and eye rolls. Seeing as she was reading, I struck up a conversation. Probably books are the only place where I have been so bold.
I remember striking up a conversation with a beautiful woman while walking to my bus because she was reading 50 Shades of Grey (Not having read the book, I do not know how the character spells his name) and I wanted to know what all the fuss was about.
It was just nice to talk about books.