The other night, while driving home, my significant other and I were deeply involved in a wonderful conversation. So much so that, when we arrived at the turn-in to his neighborhood, he just kept driving, not wanting to interrupt the flow of it, which (for some reason, with our easily distractable human condition) turning off the car and going inside would have done.
So we just kept driving. And talking. And it was wonderful. We learned new things about one another, shared stories from our youth, talked about this and that.
It made me remember that it's conversations like these that provide us with that human connection, that mental stimulation, that soul-stirring reminder that we are alive, that we are human, that we are all connected through this beautiful communicative experience, this uniquely human thing.
This is the element of life that I never want to lose touch with. The fusing of souls that happens when a truly wonderful conversation sparks up, and that moment is frozen in time. You may not remember what was discussed, but you always remember the way it made you feel.
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