I spent most of today in the company of myself.
Found that I could do a lot with myself - read, people-watch, think, and imagine.

I found myself chatting with a rare acquaintance, and subsequently realised how long it's been since I had one of those fresh get to know you conversations.  My social dealings of late have been (unwittingly) limited and screened to the confines of one or two close friends, where conversations are often thought-provoking debates and flowing.  To soar in your own comfort zone was effortless. 

Many dealings with newly made friends or old acquaintances were often limited to friendly condescensions and that inevitable bickering, or circulation of news, movies, jokes; never really too sincere, nor personal.  This were the kind of conversations where you find yourself silent once the huge mutual HA-HA-HA roaring passed and static is in the air again.  Effort has to be made and it is certainly felt.  Plus, it often concerns more then two people.

Therefore I was secretly pleased when I discovered I still had that ability to sit with a raw friend one to one and talk for an extended period, not about any kind of weather-skimming topics, but chatty and lively, and most importantly, genuine.

Correct questions were thrown back and forth, with answers bringing in more questions, and because it was that effortless, I felt myself propelling conversation further (quite unlike my tendency to stop contributing if I felt harassed by the burden of making talk), not minding that my me-time was interrupted.  I was curious about what this person had to say, and felt that my thoughts and opinions were met with that same enthusiasm.  This was get to know each other in its truest meaning.

These once-in-a-while occurrences are often what make me feel like a functional member of the society.  I don't have to like everyone, but at least those whom I like are the same ones I share long talks with.