close up of metal zipper on black material

I do not consider myself a “people person.” I never know what to say to motivate them, or get them to listen, or get them to consider an alternate point of view, or console them when they grieve.

Sometimes this genuinely bothers me. Other times, my antipathy and indifference makes me wonder if my heart has stopped beating and I’ve somehow died without realizing it. Continue reading “Slider”