It physically pains me to make small talk with people, or to do anything that feels forced because it’s not who I am. Nine times out of ten, people will approach me in a completely superficial way and it still startles me how shallow the world is. I know I stare at each person for a good 10-15 seconds too long when they ask me something, but it’s mostly because I don’t approach strangers in a superficial way, or at all, usually. I don’t have “one of those faces” or an approachable nature. Yet many people will come up to me in public places and tell me their life story. C’est la vie.