The title is from a book by Herbert Marcuse. And in line with personal insights on this urban tribe that I am a part. You may have to do with a growing lack of wonder in front of people, or definitely off the disappointment they cause, but the matter is that hard to find someone fairly refreshing prevailing uniformity. All taste the same. And maybe me too.
long time ago that I have an interesting conversation with someone. But again, what would be an interesting conversation? In one of those I'm asking a lot. Sometimes bored being in the middle discussions which have more or less the same logic: it is cyclical discussions ranging from the latest TV series to last political scandal, flashbacks and staff group, and - last but not least - pesky apologies about extreme ideologies and from anti- Individuals who believe they are "special" rant against whom they appear.
I hope this will not be read as a grotesque self-appreciation of myself. I think "normal" (with all the defects that have empty concept), but in the normal way there is room for moments that leave the monotony and, occasionally, enrich the mind and spirit. And the same, this "interesting conversation", which looks more like a petulant said that a concrete reality, is related to a sense of time, rather than the subject. By the same token, it would be better to say that you have not know an interesting person. Even better, you have not know a person who causes any kind of sensation. I imagine that part of the solution lies in the provision itself.
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