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So I had the oddest conversation today with one of my young peeps, and it went like this:
Hey babe, how you doing?
I'm ok...You already know how I'm doing, right?
Well, yes, yes, I do. Ok then, well, tell me something new.
Nothing...then she just looked at me sadly, You already know what's really going on with me.
This was such a loaded question, and had minefields for Africa scattered all round the place.
Yes, hunny, I do.
And then I'm just standing here, lost, because I can't speak about things, unless you speak to me first.
And there she is standing there, and then like a light going on, she just gave me this huge grin, You're trying really hard to be normal right now, aren't you?
And I laughed. Because it was so damn random.
Yes! I so am!
And then we were all good. The words were flowing, maybe not the ones she needed, but the ones she needed right now, at that exact moment.
But later on I thought about this, and realized that you have no idea how hard conversations are for me. You're standing there, and I'm being bombarded with information - Energy, emotions, tastes and colours, your hopes, dreams and hurts, your insecurities and failures - either real or perceived, your strengths and desires...but also, the things you fear most.
These are what I see around you first.
Then you give me words.
Wishing you much awesomeness.
T and Spirit