Sometimes when I read certain notes that friends have written, I can't help but stare at the words, and read and stare and re-read them over again, as if I had gleaned some secret special meaning and needed the confirmation burned into my retinas--otherwise the nuances of what they'd actually meant might escape my understanding, and then what they had so desired to urgently convey would be forever lost in translation, and all I can do is laugh quietly to myself at how ridiculously over-analytical I am.
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