It’s not a good thing when a gun-shot is the most predictable outcome of a meeting, but that’s the way it had always been with Bob and Larry; they just couldn’t express affection any other way.
I am looking for the easy ability to strike up a conversation without ending up wittering something elaborately boring, or sensationalist, just because I have got carried away with the weirdness of being in a conversation.
I find conversations really hard work. I am shy, I am awkward and I am not the most comprehensible person when I speak.
I have often taken the view that life is utterly meaningless, and I find that unshakeable.
I have spent a long time wrestling with depression and social anxiety. My way through is not everyone else’s. Let me take you through it, as a form of an example…
A small Swiss town, a river running through its centre: A green river through a red town. Fast and slow at once; ancient and modern.
It was only a few streets away from the hotel, and they were open about the fact that they spoke English.
That was important, as neither of us had a whole amount of Swedish that we could rely upon.