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Impossible Dialogue from The Conversations Of People Who Don’t Know Each Other Anymore.

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“I miss you.”
“I know.”

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“So I walked up to him, and he was wearing these big black leather gloves. And I said, ‘What are you doing?’. He didn’t answer, and it was clear to me that he had no answer to give. He put his big, gloved hands on my face and looked me in the eyes and suddenly I felt terrified.
“So I ran. It was the running of horses, and it was going to fast and with such rhythm, you know?”
“I’m allergic to horses.”
“Well it was like I was a hundred horses running, and then I fell and as I was falling I knew that I would never be able to get back up. And I couldn’t. I was stick there, encased is some kind of invisible honey. I had fallen in a kind of curled sleeping posture. And he came up, kneeled over me, put his hands on my shoulders and told me, in a big round voice, that I was alright.”
“And?”
“And I knew I was. I knew I was alright. There on the sidewalk, curled and stuck, I knew I was ok because his hands where on my shoulders and his voice was perfectly capacious ad pear-shaped. But I still felt terrified.”
“Why?”
“Who knows. Then he left and I was alone and the fear bloomed and threatened to break the stillness on my body. But he came back, just at the brink, and told me to close my eyes and remember that I was sticky and that I was stuck. He told me to remember that I was still. As soon as he said that the fear blossomed into a buzzing terror in my bones. I told him to stop it, to make it go away but he just stayed kneeling with his hands on my shoulders, telling me that I was going to be fine, and I knew that I was.
“And I laid there like a fallen animal until finally he just picked me up. He just plucked me right off the ground and I stood on the sidewalk. He took my face into those big hands again, and looked me in the eye and said ‘Everything is going to be alright. See? You’re fine’.”
“And then?”
“And then I woke up. I opened my eyes to see the imperfect white of my wall, and found that I couldn’t move. My body was encased in some sort of honey. My bones were buzzing with some kind of floaty, unreal sensation. So I closed my eyes again and told myself I was fine, and then I opened my eyes and everything was back to normal.
“Every time I think about it I get this uneasiness. Like I feel totally safe and yet to immensely unprepared.”
“That’s exactly how I thought it would feel when I lost my virginity.”

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