A man with a common sense

Have you ever noticed that your index fingernail's growing faster than the rest?
You mean the one on my right hand?
Yes.
Yes, I have actually.
So, you were saying I shouldn't talk to him in depth?
Yes. I don't think it helps you. It will soon go meaningless and that will suffocate you.
I must say, it has been something like that. Not that the meaninglessness suffocated me, but surely I haven't found much fascination as we carried on deeper conversation and most time I get angry.
Why?
I feel I went through a smelly bin trying to find something germ-free.
Did you think the bin would be clean?
I hoped it would be. 'BIN' is just a type of thing designed to store rubbish, I thought it can still be for other use.
Like what?
Like, I bought a container that meant to be a little bin, but I used it to store raw rice, you know.
Okay. Here is difference. You couldn't ever know where the bin's been, I mean the bin you went through. You just hoped it would be clean. But the bin you are using it to store food has never been exposed to contamination, it is clear to your knowledge, at least, you don't have to hope for it.
I hoped we could be friends.
Trust your instinct. Did you ever really see any connection?
No. But I'm not sure. Was there any between H, S and E and myself? I don't know. Yeah, may be there were something I thought it had been written for us.
No, no. Don't go too far. So, there were some distinct facts or feelings.
Yes, you can say that.
Try to be a bit more specific, that's what you need to do.
People try to make me realise how little friends I have and how little time I spend time with them. I don't understand why it so much matters to them.
You do understand it, but apparently when you said that you don't understand, you don't like it.
No, I don't.