It isn’t that I don’t enjoy talking to people, I just hate small talk. I don’t want to talk about your holiday plans or your body clock or your bowel movements. I don’t care. Pretending to care drains me. I want to know what keeps you up at night.
Talking takes forever.
Maybe it’s because
I try to color coordinate sentences
for ears that are colorblind
that I don’t even
know definitions to
often for people
who will never open a dictionary