Same, and same. It’s crazy how much you can change in a few years. Phonecalls are fine for me now. Awkward silence, or someone talks over someone else? My worst fear a few years ago. Now? Give a shit. Pretend it didn’t happen and keep the conversation flowing.

Plus, as inspiration from my mother, I’m quite happy to say goodbye to someone only to then follow up with a question that prompts a five minute extra discussion, followed by yet another goodbye and then a follow up. Oh christ, I’ve become what I date…