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epitome of incomprehensibility
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The day before yesterday I tried to undo this by connecting with people I'd left unanswered or untalked-to-for-long...but got it mostly backwards.
I started with someone whose words had angered me. In the moment, I thought I was good for trying to reconcile
but then realized I had things in entirely the wrong order, because someone I'd known longer and better deserved to go first
but that was the wrong order too, because I’d gone weeks without contacting Julia, my friend for thirty years. What was wrong with me? Why had I let being busy get in the way?
So I was sitting next to David on the small couch in his temporary Pickering place, both of us on laptops. The words burst out, "Am I bad at communicating with people? No, am I?? This is why I don’t have friends!” and then, and then, “But YOU! You’re right here! I’m neglecting YOU!!”
Silly, impulsive, dramatic. Leading to odd restless dreams; yesterday's were more restful and linguistical.
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Oh yes, I'm in Pickering until Wednesday. See "Pickering" from last time, but the buildings aren't all boring as blah. To be fair, David had a similar prejudice until he saw more of the place.
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