economy_of_words unhinged we have been learning spanish from the slightly older mexican woman who got transferred over to the warehouse with us we laugh we joke we sing 'you use so many words in spanish' she bemoaned after i learned french my mind retained some of the syntax and connotation so i wasn't really sure what she was bitching about spanish phrases are beginning to slip out of my mouth when i'm not at work the same way french does sometimes i've been having visions of the studio apartment i shared with my mexican friend or the cat that only understood spanish because my ex only talked to him in spanish. when i asked him why he shrugged and chuckled a little 'i don't know. he just feels latin to me' she was asking me about the kind of men i like and if i knew any people from central and south america while we built gift boxes together. i told her about my el salvadoran friend at my last job. the nicaraguan woman i grew up calling aunt. my cousin's half puerto rican babies. my mexican almost husband. she seemed impressed, nodded her head 'so you lika the latinos?' her eyes twinkled and creased at the corners so i knew she smiled under her mask. 'yeah rosa, i guess i do.' my eyes also twinkled and creased, my lips turned up in a smile under my mask as well. 211106 what's it to you? who go blather from