last week, i was watching this really over dramatic taiwanese drama from the nineties where everyone speaks in proverbs and do amazing sword tricks you shouldn't try at home. trust me on that it's from experience. anyway amongst my attempt at learning chinese i understood something and it really stuck out, someone in it mentioned, in a really reflective, philosophical, deep, i-have-a-beard-and-i'm-a-hundred-and-fifty-years-old way: there are two kinds of people in this world, people who create stories, and people who witness them.
i keep thinking about that. that and how i'm never going to be able to pronounce the 'rr' sound in spanish.