Writing, generally, is a one-way conversation.
I’ve realised that most of my conversations are like that.
It doesn’t feel like an exchange of ideas.
Mostly, I just seem to be talking to myself.
No feedback. Nothing. No reciprocal exchange.
When I do finally surface the kind of ideas I write about here, they just seem to be dismissed out of hand.
My experience or perception doesn’t seem to marry with those of others.
Do I have any say in the world? To me, it seems not.
I don’t know how to express myself.
People call me the quiet man. But to me, it feels like that silence is enforced.
I don’t know how to interact with the world. I never have.
Last modified: 14 May 2024
