Jul 16, 2005 12:08
I think I just broke my brother.
I've never heard him sound so singly, calmly astounded by anything I've said. My timing is apparently dead on of late. It's funny, too, because I thought I'd told him this already earlier this week, but I suppose my little bits of innuendo weren't quite transparent enough.
He told me last night that I was the life of a party that I didn't even attend. Via text message, I answered some question he was pondering, which he'd decided to make a topic of discussion. Mine, apparently, was the conversation ender, the pinnacle of insight. Or something like that anyway. Personally, I think my response lacked originality since I tend to think in terms of tarot archetypes. It was still appropriate nonetheless.
But I suppose I'll pose the question to all you now. Sure, why not. Verbatim:
Do you still try to help a crop grow even when it's in bad soil?
spirituality,
brother,
curiosities