I'll talk and you'll talk, are we going anywhere?

I've noticed how conversation is so fickle. One moment it's up, the next it's down. Conversation also isn't just words, it has a certain flow to it. At one point, in every conversation, there is a key line, that sets how the rest of this dialogue will continue. After that point, it may alter some, another important point might be plotted, but it's still all been spawned from the special hit. I wonder why I've just realized this, I wonder why I'm bothering to say this. I don't know, maybe this will help with this play I'm supposed to finish. Anyways, sitting here, on a failure of a morning, conversation would be pretty nice.

"And I’ve been in your dreams
When I can feel that your mine
But you’re drifting away"
{Crazy Love, Monsters Are Waiting}