Hello

Do I know you?

I don’t think so.

What do you do?

About what?

I mean in life…what do you do?

Many things.

What is your profession? How do you earn a living?

How many hours do you have?

Tell me something.

I was born. From that moment forth I have been living stories. Sometimes these are spoken, sometimes not, but they live among the living one way or another. They become themselves in conversation. 

What does that mean?

Sometimes a conversation can be heard by ears, sometimes by the nose, or it slides in quietly on its own. Portals open in conversation where the story becomes itself and is no longer mine or anyone’s. There. I have told you something.

I don’t know what to do with that.

Yes you do.