Yesterday, I published a post that ended with a question asking about your experience. I’ve asked a similar question a few times.
This is the thing: I’m really curious about the answer.
I’d love to take every single reader out for coffee for a few hours and pick your brain about random things like yesterday’s post. (It’s not yesterday’s topic in particular…)
What’s funny is that without that context, if I actually was at coffee with some random person, I’d have no idea how to start that kind of conversation…or if it’s even too intimate to attempt.
I love poking around in people’s brains.
Some people don’t like their brains being poked around in. More than that, it seems that people think there’s nothing in their brains worth poking around in.
Yes there is, my friends. Yes, there is. You have lived this long. You’ve met people. You’ve done things. You’ve gone places. You’ve developed opinions. You’ve (probably) changed some of those opinions. You react to things in certain ways. You are definitely interesting.
I just need to figure out how to open up those kinds of conversations…