Sometimes being a “talker” has nothing to do with talking

Sometimes being a “talker” has nothing to do with talking

I walked into Zumba class at our local Y last night and found my spot on the studio floor. Just in front of me was a woman I’d never seen before, but I smiled, said hello, and asked if this was, in fact, a Zumba class since it was normally not in this ┬áparticular time slot. And then the floodgates of a one-sided conversation opened. (more…)

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