You know, this kind of codependent, emotionally stunted...sitting in your stupid coffeehouse, with your stupid big cups......which I'm sorry might as well have nipples on them.
It was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leaving the slightest trace of meaning behind.
They asked participants to spend 15 minutes sitting alone without engaging in any activity, and measured how this solitude influence their emotional state.