I have this unrelenting need to know the depth of all the people around me; I can’t help but talk about the subjects I shouldn’t, the touchy issues that haven’t quite been healed but aren’t wounds anymore, they call me like a fly to a lantern and that’s always been a part of my nature for as long as I can recall.
Of course this isn’t easy for everyone as I can all too often make people uncomfortable… the thing is, once I’ve thought of a question it bubbles and stirs in my chest until it’s risen to my mouth and escaped my being, otherwise I’d be holding that back in discomfort and I don’t really enjoy settling for discomfort.
So if you are ever with me and you see me uncomfortable, let’s exchange secrets of our souls so I can perk up, and in the long-run be comfortable enough with you to bare my soul, and hopefully vice versa. Otherwise what’s the point? To share each other’s company, but to not share at all is a waste of time and I have no time for time wasting.