Don't you agree that language is just so marvellous, amazing and fully alive, that it reflects us, expresses us, shows us, elevates us or just burries us ?
Don't you feel sometimes that language breaths with you, accompanies you in all your steps, is your best friend, and sometimes it just betrays you, leaving you in a situation just without words, mouth and eyes just open ; helpless ?
For these two ideas and there are so many for sure, I want to learn other languages and skills so that I just can understand you and you me, and accept you and you me ... so that we can exchange lots of things either spiritual or concrete.
I hope I will have live echoes, really breathing ones.