“Isn’t it odd?”
“What?” “What do you mean what?” “Oh nevermind, you were just thinking out loud again.” “Oh… I guess I was. My apologies.” “No need to apologize. Sorry for interrupting your train of thought. Please do carry on.” “Well now there’s surely no need for you to apologize. I’m the one muttering nonsense to myself over here while you are trying to study.” “Can’t argue with that, but no need to fret my dear. I’ve grown quite fond of your... how did you say it… nonsense and muttering.” “I guess that is some consolation.” “What, that I’m fond of your pondering?” “I guess…” “You guess?” “Yes, I guess so.” “Well here you go again.” “Oh would you give it a rest. Not this again.” “Absolutely not my dear. Absolutely not!” “Don’t patronize me.” “I would never…” “Really it’s not what you think.” “It’s not?” “No.” “Well alright then…” “OK, it is.” “It is what?” “I hate myself.” “Yes, I know.” “I know.” “I don’t know why though.” “It’s always something different.” “I know that’s not what I mean.” “What do you mean then?” “It really goes without saying.” “Does it now?” "Yes it does." “Apparently not given…” “Well it should.” “Well maybe you should enlighten me.” “Don’t turn this around on me.” “I’m not... I just don’t understand what you mean.” “Don’t understand or just don’t know?” “What’s the difference?” “The world.” “The world?” “I know that was a little dramatic, but I think there is a difference.” “A demarcation between understanding and knowledge?” “Yes, exactly!" “Over a meaning already established to be unknown?” “Unknown to you obviously.” “I didn’t mean to upset you.” “I’m not upset.” “I'm sorry. I’ll leave you to your studies.” “So you don’t want…” “Just tell me would you.” “I love you!” “Yes I know. I love you too hun, but what do you mean.” “I love you that’s what I mean.” “What does that have to do with anything?” “With anything?” “No, no, no, that’s not what I meant.” “I hope not.” “I meant what does that have to do with what we’re talking about?” “Everything.” “Everything?” “Yes, everything.” “Aren’t you being…” “No, no I am not.” “Can you explain please.” “I don’t know if it will do any good to be honest.” “We’ll it definitely won’t if we don’t try.” “I suppose.” “Well have at it then.” “Do you really want me too?” “Utterly so. I’m all ears. I promise.” “Why don’t you trust me?” “Wow! What?” “What do you mean what?” “What do you mean, what do you mean what? I thought I was getting explanation about all this not some treacherous open ended question about something completely else.” “I guess you’re right. I’m sorry.” “No it’s okay. I…” “But you do trust me, don’t you?” “Of course... With all my heart.” “And you know that I love you.” “Yes and I you.” “Then why can’t you love yourself like I love you?” “I don’t think that’s a fair comparison.” “Shouldn’t it be?” “Perhaps.” “Perhaps?” “Well it’s not like I want it this way. I don’t want to…” “I know you don’t.” “I shouldn’t either.” “No, you shouldn’t.” “But I do.” “Isn’t it odd.” -Thane Hounchell
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March 2018
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