You ever want to stop and ask some random stranger, what the hell are you talking about? Some overheard snippet of conversation, some phrase, something. And you just gotta hear more.

I heard a woman’s voice say, as I walked through cube-land today, “It’s like I had a charley-horse in my vagina.”

And I just walked away trying not to bust up, and wanting to go back and say, ok, now, tell em more, because that’s gotta be an interesting conversation.