I am amazed at animals.
They are a blur of response.
How do they do this?
I find it difficult even to remember
how to make certain expressions,
say certain things.
Smiles feel rubbery.
A grimace pulls my face upwards and downwards.
A frown hurts my forehead.
Mostly, I let it all go slack unless I need to show my brother
that I am angry.
He seems to think that a memory
and a capacity to think are the same.
The process of thought can be divorced from the recognition
of time or the ability to process information coming from the outside world.
I get confused and frightened by large groups of people now.
I can't hear what they're saying--
it turns into a vast buzz and I feel as though I am being watched from all sides.
You could say I've learned a great deal
of humility as well.
I had never thought much of humility.
I had always thought of Uriah Heep instead.
But it's not like that.
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