Language

To sit here and listen is like watching a t.v. where the sound is fluttering in and out like a bug stuck indoors.
You follow the story, but you miss the details that make it meaningful.
Is it my circuitry that is wrong, or must I just be patient and wait for the signal to steady.
Life without speech, or at least meaningful conversation, wouldn't be a life at all.
To sit and listen is not what I do well.
Am i just fooling myself into believing I'm not good enough, perhaps I must wipe the dust off my mental Rosetta Stone and let the translation begin.
It has to be in there somewhere.
I just need to excavate and restore it.
My mind and my possibilities are like an ancient civilization waiting to be discovered and restored.