With all these ASL (online) lessons, even though I throttle down a bit recently, I guess it was bound to happen. :)
I feel almost ashamed to admit it. Because I'm officially a "hearing person" ? I don't know...
Nor that dream is embarrassing to mention. I just feel... odd. Sort of crossing a forbidden line that as a hearing person I shouldn't. However, dreams know no censorship...
I'm lost, in the Sierras, I've no idea of where I'm going. It's hot. I'm thirsty and I'm a bit worried.
In a distance, a village. Relief!
When I arrive at the village center, I stop at a bar that looks like a far-west saloon.
I walk to the counter. The waiter asks me if I want to order something. Sure a beer! What beer? Any American beer that you have. Ice cold will be fine, because the heat is killing me! Okay dokay...
Then it dawns on me... He was SIGNING to me and I was SIGNING to him? and wow oh wow... it was like telepathy... his thoughts flowing speaking directly to my brain and my thoughts flowing... freely to him? No barriers, no nothing?
What in a strange world I am?
Beer in hand, I turn around and I observe the patrons. Friendly atmosphere... I saw hands signing merrily everywhere... I could eavesdrop if I want to... and there's silence. SILENCE. Oh the mighty SILENCE. Soothing...
It felt good. VERY good.
I never felt so good in my life. Gone are my torments.. gone are my communication barriers. I've left the hearing world...
Sweet.
-E
Strength in Vulnerability
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