If you find yourself listening to the words which someone has used, and saying “obviously, what they meant was…”, chances are that you did not listen to what they said.
Starfish explosions across the retina; a confusion of sounds, both unreal and real; blurred inputs and solid outputs meshed together.
Today’s lesson would be on the topography of internal spaces. You see, young Sambal was not in the same physical location as himself. Why, that would have been too easy. He needed more time to do.
The present exchange itself was far more fun than it had been in years, and the new format made that the case. We all got just the right amount of stuff, and our houses were not overburdened.
I dream of fantastic patés, bought wrapped in paper from the local charcutier, but then I shop in the local Monoprix, scared to set foot in artisanal shops.
What if a gift is shit? If the person who has bought the gift couldn’t give two rats arses about what the recipient derives enjoyment from or can make use of in their lives, then the gift will usually be utter crap.
Floorboards creaked underfoot as I made my way back through the house. I had never been in a house like this, yet it was utterly familiar in layout.