• 19Jan

    Another stage.

    I find myself amazed at the intensity of this particular feeling.  I’m not a social bug by any stretch of the imagination.  I can get all hyped up, be the life of the party, and have a great time doing it, but it only lasts for a couple hours.  Then I’m exhausted.  (I can spend long stretches with people if intense emotion isn’t involved.)

    I have a loner streak that I’m quite comfortable with.  I’ve gone weeks with my only social interaction being who I see as I round up the kids on our way to and from church (and the occasional conversation between services).  But lately . . .

    I feel like I haven’t met anyone new or stretched my conversation skills since, I don’t know, . . last August?  Going shopping doesn’t cut it.  Guess it’s time to try something new. 

    Oh Dan.  Why don’t you talk to me?  I haven’t had a good discussion on politics, public schools, engineering, space, or the latest invention in . .  forever.  I knew we would have problems when you quit talking to me.