One is to many and a million is not enough.
Considering the earliest conversations are the ones I had with my parents and my teachers, I know that set the tone for my conversations to this day. From the “dinner table is for eating” at home, to “sit down on your own stool” at school, I became an excellent listener. That’s why people love to have conversations with me. I listen while they talk and talk and talk and talk and talk. I really do listen. So much so that when I do speak and agree with them, they think I am disagreeing with them and then an argument ensues.
I’ll dummy up now and go back to muttering to myself.