Would it be too much out of character if I were to actually say what’s on my mind instead of keeping the peace and holding it all in? I think I could actually do it, but I wouldn’t know how to follow it up.
For eight hours out of the day I am a completely different person. I don’t know what it is. Talk about seeming standoffish. I am the queen of isolation.
Mad, Cheshire cat, sly grin. He told me all about the giants. “One was nine feet tall!” Talk about a conversation starter. The rest drags on.