The day I learn to just let something go, will be the day I’ll seriously rejoice. Unfortunately that day isn’t close, I think. You can already feel this one coming. I spent the past week wondering about my growing intolerance for small talk, just like last week. I honestly still hate small talk, even with the info given to me last week.
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I’ve always, always hated small talk. Really, for as long as I remember I have not enjoyed small talk. What absolutely stunned me is how it upgraded to making my skin crawl and me not entertaining it anymore. I used to just go with it for the sake of pleasantness, but more and more I’ve been catching myself not returning the question thus making the conversation end. Much to my delight, I have to admit.
However it’s not very nice of me, I’m well aware of that fact. In my quest to find why I’m too uninterested to return the question I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror after a very fun conversation. It shouldn’t surprise you but I looked happy. A way I’ve never looked after small talk. I came to realize that my growing intolerance for small talk indeed has everything to do with me.
It has to do with the fact that I’m changing in every aspect possible. I don’t want to be talking about the weather. I want to be talking about things that are inspiring, things that give adrenaline, make you excited. Talk about the things that will make a difference at the end of the road. Basically I want to be talking about things that make talking worthwhile. After all I’m using time that I’m never getting back. I guess I’ve stumbled upon a puzzle piece that doesn’t fit the puzzle anymore.
That leaves just one fact to be solved, the nice-fact. What do I do about that?
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