Does my awareness, fostered by my English studies, of both the inadequacy and power of words make me any better or worse off at truly communicating with others?
Does it at least make me more critical or aware of my ineptitude?
Is it possible that there will just be people with whom it will always be impossible to truly communicate?
Why can't I fix it?
Can any of these questions be productive?
Will I ever be able to remove the shards of lightbulb glass and black pepper from my keyboard?
Can anyone answer my questions?
Well, for now, I have a date with my down comforter, legs bare of Sunday tights, and hopefully some wordless dreams.