When all by myself, I can think of all kinds of clever remarks, quick comebacks to what no one said, and flashes of witty sociability with nobody. But all of this vanishes when I face someone in the flesh: I lose my intelligence, I can no longer speak, and after half an hour I just feel tired. Talking to people makes me feel like sleeping. Only my ghostly and imaginary friends, only the conversations I have in my dreams, are genuinely real and substantial.



6 Comments Add yours

  1. This is so true!! Conversations feel like ‘work’, not any work, work that is not one’s passion.
    Unless it’s with a pet 😄.

    1. worddroid says:

      Can totally relate! 😉

  2. I get that 🙂

  3. Art_Nomison says:

    Wow! Who are you?

    1. worddroid says:

      Umm..that comes from Fernando Pessoa!

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