A week ago, a friend of mine, Ricardo Melo, told me he wanted to interview me regarding a tweet I posted. What? An interview? I said. But I put the weird feeling aside and agreed to do it. It was more like a good conversation you’d have at a bar. But online. With no drinks. Well, I know I wasn’t drinking, can’t be sure about him. No strangers nearby either. That changes things, but what had more impact was the medium. I tend to suck at IM, always typing a load of really short sentences as my minds makes progress. And in this case, thinking a lot more before typing. It was different. But really enjoyable.

We talk about making a choice to make things our own way, and in which ways that goes on to change you and give you a lesson about yourself. It was very personal, but these are the kind of things about myself that I have no problem talking about. It still feels like a private just-you-and-me-here-talking thing. Even if it goes online afterwards. I wish I had better conversations like this more often, but I tend to believe that most of credit in a conversation goes to the party that sets the tone and topic by asking the questions. Good questions beget good answers. I need to learn how to do it better.

It started OK, maybe a bit cold, but then the ideas in my head started to feel like excited particles in a chemical reaction, and the conversation gets a lot better. I wish we could this more often. With drinks. In a bar.