Keeping me awake, hot summer nights that barely cool down before dawn …
Life is full of questions we don’t ask because we don’t want to hear the answer.
We are intelligent animals, so we should know the landscape is littered with variables – multiple answers to questions we ask, but these aren’t usually yes/no answers, nuanced instead. These are questions we ask of people we know about how they feel about something, about some issue, about some nagging question or the ultimate speed-bump of questions, how they think of us. Not the superficial deflections or easy affections …
Friends and family are woven into this, but so are strangers – the intrigue is worth the trouble, but is it better to know rejection or avoid asking the questions?