It's Better if You Don't Understand

"I could tell that he saw the world around him as it really was. To me, he seemed to see the sap bleeding from the trunks of the pine trees, and the circle of brightness in the sky where the sun was smothered by clouds. He lived in the world that was visible. I knew he noticed the trees, and the mud, and the children in the street, but I had no reason to believe he'd ever noticed me...

"Perhaps this is why when he spoke to me, tears came stinging to my eyes."