I saw you in a room surrounded by people neither of us knew and wanted to give you a promise that my voice was the most interesting one there, even if it squeaked sometimes (my voice, not the room) which can be embarrassing for a man. Also, I was told today, by someone who should know, that I am not a good kisser. I am generous and creative though, by nature, and capable of learning things I want to learn with incredible speed, things that other people could never learn, no matter how hard or long they try.
When I was a kid, no more than ten, and maybe half that, I was playing a game and for the first time I put the good of a playmate ahead of the spirit of competition. And in that moment I was overcome. I ran to the bathroom because I thought I might cry. That’s the way I remember it anyway, which is the same thing as reality after enough time passes.