Something of my own.

‘Don’t you want to share something of your own tonight? I mean everybody else is sharing something of their own. What about you?’

‘I don’t know. Share what?’ I replied.

‘Something that you might have written? I’ve heard that you write. Or you might sing a song for us.’

‘Oh no. No singing songs for me. I love listening to them, not singing them. As far as sharing something of what I have written, I can’t do it even if I want to. I don’t remember anything of what I have written. I write in the moment mostly’ I replied.

The man heard me, laid back and continued drinking. A minute later, he said, ‘The reason I asked you to share something is that I’ve been looking at you since quite some time and I think there’s pain in you and you might want to share it.’

‘Everybody is in pain. That’s not important’ I replied with a smile.

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