on the tram. where i think.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
what i've learnt today. was doing a case study..
some of the many phonecall transcripts..
"..Babe? I.. er.. I love (inaudible).. My plane has been hijacked.. They forced their way into the cockpit."
"Mark, I love you, too."
".. and please tell the boys that I love them.. that I always.. always (inaudible).."
"Gloria (inaudible).."
"I'm fine Mom.. just know that I love you okay?"
"I love you so so much.. you know that?"
"Just know that mommy loves you alright? Remember that. Mommy loves you."
"If they manage to.. Oh God.. you know.. I love you. Bye."
"I love you"
so i want to write and say so much about what my thoughts are. as much as that emo kid who just slashed her wrists. or the boyfriend who's waiting outside with a mindful of excuses and apologies. or the husband who's been pining for that one peaceful dinner with his wife. or the flared up father who's been waiting in the living during past-curfew hours.
But sometimes, as you can tell, it's only until when we mere humans are stripped bare of hope and dignity and pride and ego.. that we minus the words and go straight to what the heart speaks. It's sad.
so for today, i'd like to write less and just express three words as an advice to the hard armoured human race..
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cut the chase
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oh. and i love you.
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