All conversations are built on the idea of the back-and-forth, and it seems to be implicitly understood by most people when these moments of shift should occur. But not to me. I’ve no idea when it’s OK for me to take my turn, and so I often find myself sitting very quietly, intently waiting for a pause long enough to represent an unambiguous jumping-off point. By the time I feel the coast is clear for me to interject my opinions on a subject, the conversation has rumbled off into the distance and I’m left nursing an unshared idea.
