A Long-Form Conversation, Unfiltered

Every so often, I say yes to conversations that don’t quite fit into a neat box.

Recently, I sat down with someone who knows me very well for a long, relaxed chat that felt more like two friends catching up than a formal interview. No scripts. No rushing. Just curiosity, laughter, and the sort of honesty that only happens when you trust the person you’re talking to.

The format was deliberately slow and conversational. We talked about where I come from, how I think, what fascinates me about relationships and power dynamics, and why I’m endlessly intrigued by the psychology of desire. It wasn’t about presenting a polished version of myself. It was about being present.

If you’ve ever wondered what I’m like when the heels come off and the conversation stretches on past its “planned” end time, this gives a pretty accurate sense.

What I enjoyed most was the freedom of it. No expectations, no performance, no need to land on tidy conclusions. Just exploration. The kind that happens naturally when two people are engaged, a little mischievous, and genuinely interested in each other’s minds.

I’ve always believed that the most compelling connections are built in moments like these. Long conversations. Shared humour. The sense that time is doing something strange because neither of you is in a hurry.

That, to me, is where the real intimacy lives.

If you’re curious, the conversation exists out there quietly. Those who find it tend to recognise themselves in it.

And if you don’t, that’s perfectly fine too. Some things are better discovered slowly, in good company.