Monday, June 28, 2010


First of all, I want you to listen to what I have to say before certain distractions would make you deaf.


  1. Oh, my God... seeking to be listened to.. to get understood..a real craving this! Why don't we become listeners?

  2. What you don't realize is that I'm not the only one distracted. Or at least, I never feel like you even hear my heart murmur.
    Sitting next to you gives me little satisfaction and all you can do is think about someone else.
    I am sorry that I cannot relieve you of your current position, but remember to spare me.