Sometimes it is easy to talk to a stranger when I felt somehow depressed or necessary. However I would rather choose someone look safer, such as the old. They are more patient and commnicable. Recently I mentioned to him that I met our neighbour, how they look like. Or I have a fantastic talk with an old woman met in Station. Every time when I mentioned it, he looks suspicious and give a slight warning.

In my childhood I always remembered that my family has good neighbours. So I feel some small talk, really perceful can really make a better mood. But it seems some danger behind it. I don't believe it is simply a gealous.

Sometimes people are not so friendly to me or had bad coments for him to know. But I have got used to it like it is rainy someday and windy some other day.

A magic key to it: When I open my social relations, he may close it. I talked and he kept silent.

Someday it is maybe opposite, then it is could be chance for him. He may meet nice women and dates.