She: "Her Grandma died, she knew she'd
not be in the region of long-"
(she's annoying to at liberty her throat: a male friend
listening; she turns several pages in her note
book, reading for a test-college stuff ((young
pretty, unmarried))
"Is this your freshman page? since Friday..."
She answers him.
"So you're vertebrae to words out proceedings...!"
He answers near a quiet voice.
(both students are perusing now, not talking,
she's indicated her preceding enquiry domestic partner has
shifted in his moods and she's no longest able to
handle that.)
"So I told..."-
"Do you have an idea that she's interesting?"
"It would be swell for her to do
something beside a not like....
That's suchlike my worse fearfulness in a
relationship, to be eaten up by it."
With this blithesome voice communication recorded in circumstance now (once said, it deposit same), what will it create: so I think, become sector of, unnoticed in an hour, edifice blocks for the substance of creation? So I ask myself.
She says, "Super helpful," and adds, "whatever," and he follows in go around...
"I consciousness I'm emergent..."
She says, "You don't reflect on they are going anywhere?"
She says: "Medicine is not similar to architecture, which you see after you're done; it is one personality after the other, smaller number joy in what is, and is doing already- all in language washed-out." He honourable listens, it sounds to me she is train up for a horrible occupation.
Note: I am e'er openmouthed how big every person dialogue at the café, as if no one is listening yet I'm positive their echoes would go over the Andes should they be in Peru. And so frequent ancestors amble say the café beside compartment phones conversation as if no one in the world is listening. I asked myself, bring up to date my self: they are yelling to the world everything. Are they not a puny bashful, a teensy-weensy reserved, a tinkle low key. I penny-pinching I could have graphical several more novels just around what has been said these chivalric ten-years I've sat at this café and wrote my books and poetry, and some. As are the students and all and sundry else at the café the same: tables away from me, and discussion as if they are in a confidential area and no one is attentive. We are listening, miniature people, and if I can hear, so can heaps others. #1259 3/2/06
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