"Mia: Don't you hate that?
Vincent: What?
Mia: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
Vincent: I don't know. That's a good question.
Mia: That's when you know you've found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence." - Pulp Fiction. (1994)
I have recently come to the realization that my friends fall into one of two distinct groups. There are those who I have to make a conscious effort to carry on a conversation with and then there is the other group where the conversation always seems to flow spontaneously, and no effort seems to be required on my part. Perhaps I know the people in the second group better, and so I instinctively 'know' what makes an interesting conversation with them. But I don't think this accurately explains the difference between the two groups. I think what it comes down too is that it really doesn't matter whether I carry on a conversation with them at all... just being in their presence makes me happy ... even sitting with them in silence.
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4 comments:
Couldn't agree more.
And, thus, you're officially out of the "i write only about death, destruction, chaos, filth and greed!" group.
You don't actually think this blog comprises of "just another opinion", do you?
~The one who needs to analyze everything! :)
I'm glad you are blogging :) - don't stop
-g
If you are the 'g' that I think you are, then you should know that your blog was sort of an inspiration for me blogging at all. In fact the latest post, is vaguely inspired by a conversation I once had with you. :)
i think i'm the g that you think i am :)
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