I feel so lost when it comes to texting. I refuse to take shortcuts in grammar, thus forcing me to spend 5 minutes per text. And I was just introduced to T-9, that's a whole new world. I used to think that texting served no purpose whatsoever, and that calling was the way to go. Slowly, I have come to understand that texting is the technological small talk.
I hate small talk - hence the problem.
I feel that if I'm talking to someone, let's talk about something worthwhile. Let's have a heart to heart. Let's get to know each other, not the score of the latest series. I guess we can put ourselves out there to everyone, what a shame. Imagine if we were all transparent, the truth that would set us free. But small talk is a function of societal norms, and we all have to conform. Now I try and catalogue things to recall and chat aimlessly about. Or text aimlessly.
In slowly discovering the art of the Small Talk,
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