Warning: this content is distilled soley from personal experience and completely lacks any sort of expertise (that's never stopped me before, though).
I've been thinking about conversations.
I hate to start off by being presumptuous, but it's likely that you've been a part of a lot of conversations. You might even remember some.
They're tricky things that ebb, flow and meander (like, are you a river? Or are you an exchange of words backed by gestures and facial expressions between one or more people?!). They strike out at unruly tangets and then come full circle. They end abruptly, with a sorrowful amount of things left unsaid and they drag on into the infinite depths of boredom. Sometimes they're heated in an aggressive way, while sometimes they're heated in a ... hot way. Sometimes it's all light-heared, care-free laughs, while other times the tension is palpable and the pressure is suffocating.
People are good at them and people are bad at them. Even more people are terrible at them. A s