When we try to make our conversations to a minimum, is it bad? Maybe not, but nothing any better too. Silence becomes a contract between you and me. We get to write the contract, yet we both have no negotiating power but have the ability to either accept or refuse.
Sometimes it is convenient but practically taxing, this oxymoron that we created. Frequent talk but less conversation. Where did we lose our fluency? I suddenly forgot how to bring you around. Now I’m guessing.
