It's like driving a car and someone pulls up next to you to have a fun little street race and you rev back and before you know it you're flying down the track and your tank when out of nowhere, your tank hits zero.
I had one of those conversations yesterday and it haunted me most of the evening until I was able to rectify and apologize with the phrase "I'm sorry I had an intense conversation beforehand and I while I was talking to you I watched my social battery die"
It's 2:30 AM
The chorus of fireworks exploding outside of my window has ceased and is replaced by a stillness I am going to revel in
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