Of life and living...
I recently realized I haven't had a real converstaion with anyone in longer than I can remember. This disturbs me on many levels, the main two being that I used to be incredibly sociable (if I was talking to people on AIM, it was common place for me to have 4 concersations going on at once), and that regular, casual conversations about life helped me to keep sane and work out things that I was confused on. I worry that without these conversations I will slip further and further into a shell of apathy and solitude.
The really scarry part: I have no idea how to fix it.
The really scarry part: I have no idea how to fix it.