Sometimes I have nothing to say. For those who were strangers to me when I was young that would come as no surprise. A conversation between me and a stranger when I was, say, 8 years old would go something like this. “Hi there little feller.” That’s it. I always thought I was a hardcore introvert. Now I just don’t care if I’m introverted or not. I might be.
I thought about rambling on about how I’ve got nothing to ramble on about but that would be one of the more lame things I’ve done recently so I won’t.