I realized last night. I can't sit in a moment of awkward silence. It seems these days that people wear that ability like a badge of pride. I just can't do it. I think between my need to run my mouth and my background as a journalist, I am always either talking or asking questions. Is it really, really necessary to have this ability? To linger with words unspoken? What do you do with the other person while sitting in nothingness? Stare into their eyes, hoping somehow some mist floats by in order to create that lovely soft focus you so in movies? Watch other people go by, mocking them in your head? Thumb wrestle. I realized last night. The only way to get me to shut up is to kiss me.
Good luck with that.
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yeah. i think i might be in that boat too. but sometimes i think i talk so no one will see my insecurity.
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