I spend all of the day (from taking my daughter to school, to picking her up), most days, on my own. But, when I'm out and about, I talk to lots of people and I'm usually the one to strike up a conversation. I'm probably the most social person I know, in that respect. I spoke to a relative stranger yesterday and I think it's paid off in some way. I've seen this parent at the school a few times and only said a couple of words to him before. I've actually felt a little bit drawn to him (not in a romantic way). He seemed to be giving off vibes, which I often get from a kindred spirit, but I've never had the opportunity to have a conversation with him before. Yesterday, we were the only two there for a while, so I spoke to him properly. And, lo and behold, his son has autism. We've now got something in common to talk about.
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"We act as though comfort and luxury were the chief requirements of life, when all we need to make us really happy is something to be enthusiatic about." Charles Kingsley