Sometimes, these thoughts assault me. I talk too much! I definitely talk too much.

People very rarely have told me I talk too much, and I do believe I'm a generally pleasant person, I try to be anyway, but often I hear myself and I can't help but find my own voice, my lame jokes, my witless commentary, my mean jabs, to be utterly intolerable. I feel mean and insensitive and, perhaps most and worst of all, a ceaseless yapper.

My girlfriend says it's fine, and that she likes how much each of us talk, but I always remember me talking to her, and barely her talking to me. Of course, we discuss a lot of things, there's many times we've discussed things, and it was a true dialogue, but so often I find myself speaking and she does reply, she's a very active listener and she's engaged, but she doesn't really speak as much, introduce topics or talk about random things as much.

I feel like I want to hear other people more. I need to shut up more!

I don't know...

Maybe I talk too much. I think it's fine, but maybe I should dial it back just a little bit, see how it goes, maybe I like it better being a little quieter, listening a little more.

I wore my black trousers! Jeans are slowly losing ground in my wardrobe (I say as I prepare to wear jeans 3 days in a row).

Tomorrow I set out to the capital to go to a cinema festival with the girlfriend. Shouts out me! And her, of course. And movies, perchance. I'll also meet with a friend on Sunday! Hype about that.