This might sound strange to you all, but I go days without any meaningful conversations. At most I say hello to cashier. It has be seven days now since I talked to friend face to face. I think we were talkimg about his singing career, or maybe my memory fails me. It is a little lonely, but I have gotten use to it. I read, drive and play to keep distracted. Anything really keep me from chatting too much with myself, that never ends well. This happens all time for many years now, I guess it is my role in life. Though I think this explains my weirdness and queerness. Though I am using queer in the older meaning, I guess newer meaning works. I just never felt welcomed by the LGBTQIA community, but I support them none the less.
What was I talking about again? I saw a stray cat hanging around my car. I am gonna see if I can get a cute pic.
