Odd’n

Social skills, I’ve found, are like muscles. You use them or you lose them. Similarly, social situations are like exercise. They require effort. More effort if you’re flabby, less effort if you’re ripped. I’ve never been ripped.

If I concentrate, though, I can just about remember a time when I was relatively fit, when I fit in, or felt that I did, when I needed more than one hand to tally up all the people in the world whose company I sought and who sought mine. I was in my mid-20’s.

Was I happier then? I kind of think not.

Were other people happier to be around me? Maybe so.

This, by the way, and on a possibly related note, is the honey badger.