The trouble with being alone is, you talk a lot. A lot less with your voice and a lot more in the head. I keep quiet to speak more to my own conundrums. Not that I need this therapy to keep me sane, I relish the din of noise amidst silence. It's the conversation that makes me appreciate what I have around me. My bubble expands ten-fold to absorb everyone around in it. I feel secure in my own skin. This puts me in a critical spot in social interactions. I still do not introduce myself as a writer because it sounds crazy to intellectuals I know. I have a way of thinking more than me and my own appearance. Maybe I am saying this to explain what I go through. Maybe it's my head doing the talking in words and not me. Maybe I am dumb by voice and loquacious by writing. It's a matter of perspective. #ThumbSizedStories #Ep22 CONVERSATIONS #CalmKaziWrites #YQBaba #YQDidi #Musings #YQTales #Story #YourQuote #MicroStory
