One of my favorite things in the world is talking. I’ve always been like that.

I remember one time when I was 14, I and a friend watched Fight Club twice in a row because our minds were blown away. We talked about that movie for hours. We started somewhere in the evening and didn’t finish until 5 AM.

It was awesome. And I’ve had many other all-night-long talks with friends, girlfriends, family, about almost everything (except for the news, politics, and religion—those subjects I always avoid)

Talking really stimulates my mind. And the deep conversation is like sex for the brain.

But here’s the thing: Too much talking is a bad habit for two reasons.