Tuesday 19 January 2021

The writings of Sunny Caane

 Dear Sunny,

I cannot tell whether she’s happy or unhappy. This can be remedied simply by me asking her a direct question, but no. I’ll abstain from such a direct approach and continue to watch the signs and unconscious acts. I could well misinterpret them but then I’ll drink that error of judgment on myself. Coward! But I think my approach bravery. Besides, why do I care? It is merely curiosity. A desire to understand people without having them explain it to me.

Yours forever

Maba

K.Oni

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