When I was thinking about today’s prompt I was trying to think of something in which I am sated. Quite a few things came to mind. Chocolate? nope. Pizza? nope. Shoes? nope. Can’t get enough of all those things. But one thing I can also never get enough of is conversation.
I enjoy conversation, talking with new people when I am out. I love “peopling” as one of my closest friends calls it. I have also been told that I am a master at flirting. I have to agree that I am pretty good at that too and do it, harmlessly, and most times not even intentionally. If a friend spots someone they want to meet we are out, I’m the one that will call him/her over and start the conversation. It has never been an issue for most of the guys I have been with and the funny part is, as outgoing or “flirty” as I am, I am also loyal to a fault. I do not cheat, nor do I ever entertain the thought of doing so. If I am with you, I am with you. But there is something I love about being out and talking, socializing, it is a part of me that is never sated.
I blame it on my Gemini personality, being a June baby. But I mostly blame it on my Dad. He is a master at peopling, he talks to everyone no matter where he goes. Every man in my life that has had the pleasure of getting to know my Dad has usually ended up liking him better than me. I’m pretty much convinced of that. I am my father’s daughter and the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. I can talk, and talk and talk, endlessly. So can he. Family gatherings are storytelling time for my Dad, and me too.Throw in my Gemini cousin and the chattering is endless. My Mom has two hearing aids and I am sure that she is grateful at times that she does.
So maybe, in the long run, it is a good trait that should never be satiated. Unless of course you’re in a relationship with me, or friends with me, then I would suggest earplugs or aspirin, lots of it.