Sometimes, talking to my husband is difficult, not because he doesn’t like to talk, but because, like his precious late mother before him, one thought leads to another and, before you know it, a simple sentence becomes fraught with asides, qualifications, and embellishments, which seems to be more prevalent in older people, insofar as I can tell, judging by Charlie’s mother and my great-grandmother, who could follow her own thought through any number of digressions and (we experimented) interruptions, and eventually come back to her point.
So the other day, I interrupted Charlie, not as an experiment, but because the subject was slipping away from me. I simply could not follow him through that baroque labyrinth of syntax.
What he said was priceless, and will always stay with me:
My associations are rich.
That’s it. That explains everything. I love it.
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A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Someone explains something very complex in half a dozen or fewer words.