I want someone to read to me. I recently visited an old college friend and when she mentioned that her husband keeps reading passages from David Sedaris’s new novel to her in bed, I was instantly filled with envy. If Helio attempted, I would probably get super frustrated for the same reasons we can’t play games when company comes over. You wouldn’t know it unless faced with the issue but in order to play games like Taboo or Pictionary with people you must posses a real mastery of the English language. Also, a lot of the cultural jokes are lost on Helio. He gets most of it but references to the 80s or such things, he just doesn’t get it. He tries to though. I just spend most of my time explaining what is so funny. Seven (minus 1) years of getting used to us Americans just isn’t enough.
Maybe I should ask him to read the couple Spanish novels I have sitting beside me on my nightstand. For years it has been a goal of mine to read a full novel in Spanish. I think I could sacrifice one of them for the sake of trying to have a little more romance in my life.
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