I hate answering questions, but without them others won’t know who? what? when? or why? you should even be considered in life. Some run away from those questions, and allow life to pass them by, then there are those that run towards them because they need a reminder of why they matter, and get a kick out off bragging to others. Then there’s the individuals that enjoy asking. Those that enjoy asking are usually found in coffee shops, bookstores, running, or at home thinking about better questions to ask.
I don’t ask questions, and I don’t enjoy answering them. All my life I’ve always received answers to questions I never asked verbally, and that creeps me out. Now that my life is changing I’m practicing the art of asking people questions.
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