I think my problem is I can’t really practice smalltalk. My work environment makes it impossible for people to casually talk even when not much is going on. I go out a lot and do a bit of volunteer work every now and then, but there’s not really anyone to talk to during those times other than maybe people MUCH younger than me (like around 10 years younger) and I feel even more uncomfortable talking to them since I don’t want to seem like a creep or that older guy trying to be cool with the kids.

“How’s work treating you?”

It’s work.

“What have you been enjoying lately?”

Sleeping when I get home from work.

“Do you like slow days?”

No cause it means I have to work longer.

Oh that’s just from when I put on some background noise before passing out at midnight

I’m at work so no time for social media

My dad feeds raccoons every night and they’re basically just like any other animal. They like having food and some company. I’ve gotten down on the ground with them before as they took a cookie from my hand and ate it. There’s times we joke about how they act exactly like our dog when they see anyone in the kitchen and think they’re about to get some food.

It’s what I have for dinner ever since I started my early morning job.

Something about the big bad in the first MHA movie whipping out a gun and shooting somebody just hit hard. Like this is a world where people can whip out black holes and use their skin to create anything they want, yet a pistol made everyone stop immediately and collectively shit themselves.