Sleepless Scribbles

I Want to Really Know You

I've been thinking a lot about conversations lately—how much I hate small talk. I don't want to waste my time talking about the weather or giving some half-hearted response about my day when it's clear we're only trying to fill the silence. It feels so hollow, like we're avoiding the real stuff.

What I really want is to know people deeply. I want to understand what makes them who they are today. What shaped them? What would they do in certain situations? And in getting to know them, I can learn something about myself, too. Every person carries a unique perspective, and there's always something to learn if you're open to it. Sometimes, I think the things I've held onto for so long—the ways I've thought about the world—need to be unlearned. And how cool is that? The idea that talking to someone, really talking to them, could make me a better version of myself.Even if it's a small talk moment, can't it still be genuine? I don't want to say "I'm doing good" when I'm really not, and I don't want to ask people how they're doing just because that's what we're supposed to say. I want to care. I want to be genuinely interested, and if we're both open, maybe even the simplest conversations can become meaningful.