It was going to be Dairy Queen, but then was moved to Vani. Haven’t heard of? Neither had I, but then I got involved with a southern wind. More and more I’m understanding the winds, but among people my age, with the slang, you sit between understanding and assuming. For me, it’s led to fading in and out of the conversation.
“Are you following it?” GS asks and his brother throws me a half smile. I hadn’t. A lot of introspection happens in the silences created when I weary of straining to pull a conversation apart. I had been enjoying the silence which has been rapidly filling with another language. And I’ll start missing the days I could opt out and sit happily listening to the meanings I hear inside myself.