muse

aphasia

Muse,

You're always teaching me new words. I know that you do this completely unintentionally, but the best inspiration is often accidental in my experience. You force me to admit I don't know something and then to look it up, simply because I'm at a loss when I try to put down whatever this is on paper. In the simplest terms I'd call it a brother/sister relationship, but that feels insufficient.

We were not forced to interact, but merely to coexist. I was not forced to care about you, or respect you. I'm proud of you, but not out of obligation. None of this is mandatory, but it is all unconditional.

Sometimes I wonder if any of this is mutual,

Carrillo.