Conversation

You know the feeling when you have stories and vague ideas flitting about in your head and you don't really pay them much attention until you're having a conversation with your favourite person, and you decide to translate them into words, and you discover that they were actually good stories worth telling? I do. It's one warm feeling. Such is the power of actual conversation with an actual friend; you can say your weirdest thought out loud and there are more chances of him saying 'Hey, that's happened to me too' than 'What the hell are you saying"

I believe, and you should too, that the closest you can get to a person is not when you can be in their company for hours and have lively, mindless talk that makes you laugh; it is when you can sit down in front of your mate, exchange occasional, meaningful one-liner sentences and still feel like as happy as a hyena.*

I fear that one day, when the humans today have all died and there is an entirely new breed of them in the world, these tiny things that have not been said will be lost forever. This is why I say everything out loud, even if it's not the most interesting thing in the world; even if it doesn't make sense, I don't care about others mistrusting my sanity . What do you think would have happened if that one person who talked about déjà vu had feared being called crazy? We'd never have found out it's a real thing. People would be going around thinking, hey that's happened before... but i'm probably just slightly mad.

So you get my flow, right? We should all talk more. Not about what we ate for dinner or what 'they fought about' but about ideas and feelings and habits and philosophies. Whatever is on your mind, say it out loud. Not everyone is very good at phrasing ideas, but what's the harm in trying?

*Hyenas are said to be the only animals that can laugh out loud. So I assumed their happiness.