July 1, 2013

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  Sometimes I think that our ability

  to communicate is no longer there.

  It often results in misunderstanding.

   

  And sometimes it feels like the 

  more I try to explain what the

  intention was, the harder it is

  for the other person to want

  to listen or understand. 

   

  It's frustrating for us both.

  There is this preconceived

  notion we may have about

  each other that, rightfully,

  should not even be there.

   

  Because the truth is that 

  we do understand. It's just

  that somehow it is harder to 

  make each other see that now.

   

  I always hope to be wrong about

  this. That I can chalk it down to

  bad choice of timing to bring up

  certain things, or lack of subtlety. 

   

  But if what it really is, is that we

  just don't get each other anymore -

  I am sorry that it has come to this.

   

  Truly, terribly, sorry. 

  xx

   

  On a less emotive note, today's physio

  saw such shit motor coordination on 

  my end. Leah tried to get me to do

  this impossible ...thing that I suppose

  only contortionists are able to pull off.

   

  On my last fall off the medicine ball

  I looked up at her from the floor 

  and huffed, "Fuck it. Let's just let

  my bones stay the way they are."

   

  She nudged my leg with her foot.

  "Come on, Neena. Let's not give up."

   

  Right on, Dr. Kieffer. 

   

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