I had 2 intense conversations this evening.
I discovered layers of an old friend that I never knew were there.
I began to get to know someone I had never much bothered about before.
And both were really cool.
Say what you like about my social ineptitude, but I love to know people. I love to be confided in and I love to understand people's thoughts and minds. I love it when people talk about what's going on in their head. Even if I don't understand or relate, I'm interested.
I just love understanding people.
Weird that I just discovered that.
I retain the right to be antisocial...