I've noticed lately that when I actually have someone to talk to, lately, I have a tendency to talk. And talk. And talk.
I just can't seem to shut up.
Seriously. I even talk to strangers, or homeless people who ask me for change, anybody on the bus that will listen for a couple of minutes, or my friends when I get a chance to see them. I seem to be rambling on and on about whatever comes into my head.
I'm not sure if it's just the fact that I don't have much human contact anymore, or if I'm just lonely, and starting to go crazy.
One of the problems I see with this, is that I don't remember what I tell them. I know that I'm usually telling stories, but I don't remember what stories I tell them. I wish I would, that way I could write them down on here.
Oh, well. Guess I'll have to just carry around a pen and paper, and start taking notes.
I just can't seem to shut up.
Seriously. I even talk to strangers, or homeless people who ask me for change, anybody on the bus that will listen for a couple of minutes, or my friends when I get a chance to see them. I seem to be rambling on and on about whatever comes into my head.
I'm not sure if it's just the fact that I don't have much human contact anymore, or if I'm just lonely, and starting to go crazy.
One of the problems I see with this, is that I don't remember what I tell them. I know that I'm usually telling stories, but I don't remember what stories I tell them. I wish I would, that way I could write them down on here.
Oh, well. Guess I'll have to just carry around a pen and paper, and start taking notes.
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