Paused

To do research.

For?

Whatever. Just like to research.

A particular interest of yours?

No, just research.

Any research in particular?

Um, yes.

What?

Annuals. Years in review.

You seem hesitant about telling me more.

What happened in 2020. I got to find out more.

Why?

We paused. I mean, there was more to it, wasn’t there?

I guess there was.

But what?

I don’t know. I wish I knew. Do you mean some sort of sign?

No. A brush with something.

I don’t try and find meaning in events. It’s too unknown.

But I do.

Why?

Because I just do. There must be more to this. The things we see.

The parameters.

That we put on life.

You want to see more.

Yes. I look for more.

What do you see now?

Tragedy. But I’ve never heard it said that way. It’s all been called death. Can anyone articulate why we can’t say it some other way? We’re too numb.

How would you say it?

I can’t. I just can’t. It’s like we can’t express the feelings behind compassion. We just say facts.

You feel deeply.

Yes, I do. I feel deeply.