I misfire, act without thinking, shoot off words and I'm not myself. Shutting out Jessie, talking nothing, me watching me from afar. Take two seconds to stop acting on instinct, Mike. It'll just get you in trouble.

Held a conversation tonight with relative strangers, Claire was one's name, Elaina, Lizzy. I said their names three times in my head after getting introduced, but there's still some I forgot. We talked about Disney movies while it drizzled. Is this the future to which I'm doomed? I'm not even sure if I enjoy talking to people, but I go out in hopes of meeting them, anyway. Go to bed.