Writing about my hearing a little, as i did in the last post, is a little weird these days. These days are weird.
|fiddling with the aide...|
Last time I was single, this was not the case, and I enjoyed myself in social situations quite a bit. Still and always an introvert, I still loved witty rejoinders, humor of almost all kinds...not really a fan of humor with 'boobs' in it, but I can dig it sometimes, when I get to then make fun of the joker.
The J is/was a social succubus and can talk to anyone, for any length of time and really make them feel like he is involved. Just because he can turn and do it immediately to the next person, without a blink, and without any depth of actual intimacy doesn't make him a sociopath, right? Bligh...not true. Emotional Tourette's.
But because he had that skill, I left it to him, and did not make my own way further down this new, quieter path. so now I am.
SO what? How does one share life in a meaningful way when that conversational flow is so stilted? I'm probably too old to hang at bars, and I'd be on my own there anyhow, so What?
What is this going to look like?
I don't know either. I say that a lot in these weird days. I don't know what it is going to look like.