Our brains are constantly telling stories about what has happened to us, what is happening to us, and what will happen to us.
They will do this in their own even when there is no one else there.
But it is oh so much better when there is someone with us. Our brains get to unleash their full narrative force, embellishing, projecting, really getting into their own made up stories.
Except for the odd confirmatory smile, or nod, or grunt, we don’t need much from those inflicted with our fantasies.
In fact the less the better.
The Obvious? 