last days in norway
this morning i started my day on a home visit. someone had asked me to come see them. so i did. and i sat on a chair and listened to this person for almost an hour and a half. they were standing and sometimes pacing. i asked a few questions but mostly i listened. i didn't do much more thvingan that. i don't know how much that helped. they said they felt better getting those things off their chest. i felt. i don't know how to explain it, but i wish i could talk to someone about it. because it happens to me when i'm deep in a listen. it's like i'm lost in listen land. feeling what it's like to be this person. not completely of course. just a taste or a shadow perhaps. but it's almost like losing yourself. it's tasting emotions that aren't yours. it's experiencing life from another perspective--and it's usually a more difficult perspective and there's a feelingof being trapped, or lost, or hopeless, or confused, or ...i don't know. ...
