Sometimes his use of language seems almost random. For instance, this afternoon, he drew my attention, interrupted what I was doing, and then spelled: "טוב." (Good.)
"What's good?" I asked.
"I'm good," he spelled.
"Well, I know that you're good, Bow," I said. "But I don't know what you want." Then I looked into his eyes. "Do you know what you want?"
He shook his head. It was unmistakable! He didn't know, either.
So I sat there beside him and gave him a backrub. And that seemed to do the trick. After that, he let me get back to what I was doing.
Come to think of it, maybe that conversation was deeper than I originally thought.
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