#conversations

"Where are you?"he asked. "I'm right here"she said. "I know, but it feels like one percent of you is somewhere else, where is that one percent?"he said. "I don't know....I think I'm always like that..."she answered. "I like that.""You do?""Yes, because that way, I have to always look for the one percent to find it."

"Grandpa always used to make me ride in the bed of his pickup truck, so he could keep up his conversations with the 100-pound sack of manure he kept buckled up in the passenger seat. Grandpa said all they ever talked about was grass, but I know Grandpa used to do a little flirting, too."

"I’m not good at talking. Can’t I just nod my way through a conversation? It’s better than nodding off."

"I consider conversations with people to be mind exercises, but I don't want to pull a muscle, so I stretch a lot. That's why I'm constantly either rolling my eyes or yawning."

"My imagination functions much better when I don't have to speak to people."