she often wonders what it feels like to refer to herself in third person.
now, she surmises, she knows.

1 comment:

Dheeraj said...

He often wonders how it would be to be someone else, to know that glance at the back of his head in class, that slender view of his shoulders from the cobweb on the ceiling, that inky impression of his face from the words written on the desk... how it would feel to know that all-knowing otherness of the world as it wraps itself around him in a selfish silence.