They might ask me to join them for an activity […] and on the way they’ll start telling me about their jobs and interests and what they feel in their daily lives. Perhaps they’re worried I won’t like silence. They remind me of actors on a stage. In reality, of course, they’re just walking or driving a car, but to me they seem to be standing in a spotlight. Even when they’re describing tiny details of their lives, it’s as though they’re telling me a dramatic story. For that moment, they have the magnetism of a real actor on a real stage.