The beauty of talking
Taking time off from the grind and meeting up with an old friend for a dinner of cheap pasta, garlic bread and bubbly soft drinks, is just too good for words to articulate.
We talked for three hours straight without a break. It was amazing. It was also a stress-relief. I really needed that and the hugs that came at the end.
Sometimes, it is not all about the food or environment. It is all about the company.
NB: By the way, do I have this intense way of staring into people’s eyes when I talk to them? Just out of curiosity, because I have never noticed that I did that.
