Sometimes I wonder what do relationship means to me. I’ve been accused, cursed and dammed for not being good with relationships. For my part I try to keep it as they taught me a decade ago in marketing class ” KISS”, keep it short and simple.
Well, times have changed and probably I did not evolved into a more gregarious social animal, mostly I realized that social gatherings are filled with not always but mostly with big farts, bigger mouths. Though I manage to find a quite corner . Looking around I try to evaluate the persona “introvert”, “extrovert” or damm it “ambivert”.
I thought maybe its the age factor, re calculated and it still added to 33. Did the IQ test and the score as usual came to “normal” so its confirmed that its neither advancing age not the Newton neutron’s intellect. Just the desire to be left alone, with books, few games, small Maryam n little gym. I do desire good conversations over tea or a smoke.
I cherish relationships where one meets an old friend after a decade and picks up the old conversation. Where one enjoys people for who
they are and not what they are. And space guys, we all need space.
