I just got in from having a two-odd hour chat with a very old friend of mine. Yes, it is past 4 in the morning, but I haven't seen him in ages and we needed to catch up.
He talked about all sorts of things that have happened to him recently, then asks about me.
So what have you been up to recently?
Umm... Nothing really. Looking back over my last couple of weeks, it been pretty shame-ish. Boring. I work 8-4, then when I get in I cook the same old thing then watch some catch-up tv online and play some video games. When I told him my life was pretty boring, he said that I was more interesting than the people who wait for the weekend so they can go clubbing and not wonder about the world. And by that I mean have an opinion and such. He then went on to ask me about the edge of space, to which I answered that there probably is no 'edge' to space or the universe, and the fact that we, as humans, try to compartmentalise the universe is wrong because not everything has to have an edge or be contained. Our human minds can't fathom the vast size of things and the potential nothingness that comes with the universe. If the universe is contained, what is it contained in? What is around it? But that's a whole other can of beans.
Nothing all that interesting has happened to me recently, and I can't talk to people about my job because they just wouldn't get it. I'm a software developer, and telling you how and why I fixed something is not interesting. It a job. I also haven't been to belly dancing recently because of my stupid crohn's flare up, nor have I been training for my 10km in May. I suppose I could have told him about that.
We talked about so much, but he did most of the talking. I just have nothing really all that interesting to talk about. Who would want to hear about my life?
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