learn how to small talk and shoot the shit

which is a rare occurrence on its own. S is also bad at small talk. somehow we both did fine though.

who is the master of small talk… because he has the most amazing life stories. so it’s not really shooting the shit, but just his ways with stories, truly amazing stories. he is an amazing talker of things large and small. he is inspirational in so many ways.

up at school, talking with P, nothing of significance, but it was nice. however i can’t get over the feeling that small talk feels so unnatural in its rhythm.

at small talk. sometimes i find it goofy, but most of the times i amazed at how easy it is for him! i am getting better. but it has no rhythm yet, no cadence.

this is not one of mine. as you can see, i am verbose. with writing. not with talking. what happened to that spontenous me? it’s still there, just not with people i don’t know well.