Fuck Small Talk


Fuck small talk.

Fuck “Good, how are you?”

Fuck chatting about last night’s sports game.

Fuck the Netflix show.

Tell me about what you’re curious about.

Talk to me about that time you messed up and what you learned from it.

Let me know what inspires you.

And what scares the shit out of you.

Profess your humanity.

There’s no time for small talk.

We’re here one minute and gone the next.

Our brains process 400 billion bits of information per second.

There are over 200 billion galaxies in the known universe.

And you want to talk about the weather?

It takes a special kind of person to get straight to the point.

To talk about how they’re feeling in that very moment.

To tell you what they think.


And when they do they free everyone around them.

They allow others to shed themselves bare too.

There is nothing more wonderful.

More empowering.

More essential to a great conversation.

And a life well lived.

Than real talk.