change the blog title to dumpling nap

walking around in a big world of non-communication. from time to time one is forced to stumble into what for me is a sort of gut-wrenching mis-communication. everywhere you look there is a whole different language walking around isolating you and emphasizing you. without pointing at a car i am unable to communicate what a car is.

there are people and a lot of them, but they are not there for me in any sort of practical way. i cannot ask for directions or talk about the weather. regularly i would avoid doing those things anyway, but now that they are entirely inaccessible i feel a longing... not!!! it is just fishy. swimming in a sea full of fish that wriggle their fins to an entirely different tune. thankfully our fins can square dance to some degree so that we can negotiate minor transactions.