Why do they have to be so difficult? Well, not always, but most of the time.
I get to a point in the conversation where I start wondering what the other person is thinking, and that is pretty much the kiss of death. We were talking, good stuff, back and forth, a little bit of laughing, some head nodding, and then. . . .[silence] . . .eye contact straining to stay together. . . .don’t look down, don’t look down.
At that point my mind goes in a thousand different directions. Who is supposed to talk next? What should I talk about to start a new string of words flowing? What is he thinking about? He thinks I am boring, doesn’t he? He probably needs to be somewhere else right now. He probably wants to be somewhere else right now.
Hold it together man. There has got to be something else to talk about. That 3 seconds of silence seems to take an eternity, I read where the best way to keep a conversation going is to talk about what the other person likes, what he is passionate about. OK, . . . nothing.
Some people are great at having long conversations, I apparently am not one of them. But I’ll keep trying, kinda don’t have a choice being a human being and all.
Just trying to figure it all out.