all the conversations i have in my head with all the people i talk to in my head that i don't write the letter i have composed in my head while not sleeping.
all the words i have in my thoughts and my imagination that are hovering in the maze of my brain waiting for a forum or the letter or the phone call or the email or sitting in front of the computer writing the play i have in my head.
though the conversations i may never have may be with people i will never meet as much as with people i may never see again or people i just saw a few minutes ago.
and the conversations i may never have may be between two people that don't exist. probably mostly with people that don't exist.
a blank canvas where the words will appear and the conversations will start. and start. and start. and start again.
so this is the beginning of conversations i may never have.
pati: hi
sam: hi you.
pati: you look great.
sam: thanks. you look different.
pati: really, how?
sam: i don't know. different.
pati: different how?
sam: i don't know. i don't know. i don't know.
pati: okay. i get it. you don't know. fine. i have to go. it was weird seeing you.
sam: what do you mean, weird?
pat: what do you mean what do i mean? i gotta go. see you sometime, i guess.
sam: see you.
