I’ve been talking to people lately rather than myself. There are things I cannot exactly google.
At the very end he says, he feels like he’s not hearing from me, getting enough from me. He wants to know more about me. That whatever we are, whatever we will be, it is good for me to open up. I don’t know what this means. A sense of disconnection. A sense of holding up more than your share of the conversation? All this whilst I feel as open and as clear as I have ever been in my life. Confessional past reason. And there’s something not being heard.
My stomach hurts.
My drain is not unclogged.