Salutations

Recent events have made me come to the realisation that i have been so casual over the past few months that i have forgotten all the little social etiquette rules that are so quintessentially reflective of a sort of controlled manerism. The restrained carefully chosen words and little behavioral traits which, while impeccably polite, tend to matter for very little except to certain people similarly trained to behave in the same social pact.

However, i don't really feel any regret at that, either. It's more of a "oh, hmm, something's happening to me, should be more careful when it really does matter" kind of feeling. I think sometimes i'm too blatantly honest in a brain-mouth way, which probably isn't the best trait to have in certain situations. Oh well. This i suppose is why politics will never be for me, and I for it.