understand me that I prefer to be understood.
When I happened to be understood and felt the confusion I was afraid of being hijacked, manipulated, redirected. And that scared me away from those who would say the right things that I realized later, when I was ready to bounce without running away even if sometimes saved me from the confusion of others.
So when I see someone who is confused I do not say anything. Look to pause and do another. There is always something to do, life is short at the bottom.
There are the seasons, days of week, holidays of the year, birthdays and deadlines.
Sometimes it's also nice to do nothing.
Scalza
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