Your reading was beautiful, well pronounced. Perfect make-up. Had I...humm? Your boredom is poor experiment; that’s what we said to snap out of joy, lightness, eyes-open dream. Knower and known no longer clean, osmosis in reverse! It’s clearer every day we’re way behind others, our others. And I’m less affected by less meaning, un-giddy like you. Duly of course sounded, I cover my throat. 

“It’s nice to be interrupted twice.”