18 - 4 = 14

people plant thoughts in other people’s mind all the time. although which ones to water is at one’s own discretion, sad thoughts are like grass: they quietly persist.

on some low-key day, one would be reminded of their presence. one would, in the more dispiriting cases, be consumed in overwhelming sadness, failing to recall anything despite restless attempts at running through one’s mind the names of one’s favourite authors’. this is when one realises that, at times, there is close to nothing to hold on to. soon though, one would be reduced to sleep by exhaustion from over-shaken values and broken breathing.

at least, involuntary sleep could still bear some fruit: it makes possible the waking up to a yellow jabra embraced in its glass-bottle-friend — a pleasant prelude to what might unfold to be another low-key day.  

Mamihlapinatapei (n): It is that look across the table when two people are sharing an unspoken but private moment. When each knows the other understands and is in agreement with what is being expressed. An expressive and meaningful silence.