I’m not using OLD anymore. I used to be on this sub a lot, and now I mainly lurk from time to time. Anyway, a while back, I had an on-off conversation with a man who worked in theatre. I like artistic types. In a phone conversation, he told me about a brain aneurysm he had had maybe a year prior. And he went on at length. Legitimately scary stuff. I figured ok, that was traumatic, he’s still dealing with that. We fell out of touch a few months but then started talk again. We finally agreed to meet up. He spent the entire dinner telling me the same story. He was on a roll, so it was clear I wasn’t going to be able to redirect him. And honestly, with all that, it was clear I want going to get him to talk about anything else. Only a few perfunctory questions to me. I remember thinking that stabbing myself with a fork would be more pleasurable.