My internal conversation….
Knock, knock, Beba*, you in there? BEBA! Hello! I know you’re there; answer the door.
Beba’s busy right now. She’s consumed with the world around her. Do you want me to take a note? She’s scheduled to return tonight.
Oh that’s okay, I’ll wait. I’ve missed her. I’ve missed her reading and writing and journaling and sending cards and loving to discuss business and the world and making her body/house/life comfortable. If you could just buzz her and let her know I’m waiting, I’d appreciate it.
Are we talking about the same person? The Beba I’ve been around has focused on hanging out with different friends every night, taking care of things that are really only means for procrastination and getting quite focused on a lot of external stimuli. She’s fun sometimes, but I don’t think she’s got that focus.
She does. You’ll see. Feel free to sit with me and think about how much you love her while we wait.
*Beba = Nickname….started with a baby cousin, continued on…
5:54:51 PM
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