Good question. Actually on the first page o’ chapter 1 you c’n see a buncha spirits jus’ goin’ about their business like it’s the real world. Dunno why that w’s such a surprise t’ me, but it was. I didn’t have much time t’ say hi before that weird kid showed up though, an’ you know what happened after that.
I guess th’ best answer is, “when Death’s not busy tormentin’ ’em.” But we got all of eternity t’ talk, right, an’ nothin’ new goin’ on. I mean after you die an’ you get plunked down on th’ couch watchin’ your life on TV til the end ’o days there ain’t much t’ say. Part o’ th’ reason I wasn’t chattin’ ’em all up – I jus’ didn’t care. I think a lotta ghosts’re like that. So wrapped up in what their life was b’fore that they don’t bother with what their existence is now. If y’ think about it, humans do that shit all the time. How many people d’ya know talk about their childhood or high school or some shit? “Th’ good ol’ days”…but I’ll tell you from experience, man, when you actually rewind and look at it all again it ain’t so grand. Those rose-colored glasses make everythin’ prettier.
Makes sense though, right? Who the hell wants t’ dwell on their failures or their boring days? It’s all about the fun times an’ success. Never mind that all the boring an’ bad shit’s what makes the bright parts really shine.
Maybe that’s why some shades talk so much. After commiseratin’ with other damned souls, human life seems great.