White on white

Author: Mian Mian
Publisher:
Publish Date: 2005-01-01
Features: We are so sensitive, as if we are unclothed, with our skin and hearts exposed. Every breeze and rain strike us directly in our hearts. Our nerves are exposed wires, tangled in a messy heap, and they frequently short-circuit. You say how hard life is for us!
People often call us crazy. But we are the advanced humans, the spirits with supernatural powers. The moment the phone rings, we know who is calling. If a friend is in trouble, we get a premonition. When we miss our friends, they call us. When we fall in love with a man, he knows.
We are so sensitive, as if we are unclothed, with our skin and hearts exposed. Every breeze and rain strike us directly in our hearts. Our nerves are exposed wires, tangled in a messy heap, and they frequently short-circuit. You say how hard life is for us!
People often call us crazy. But we are the advanced humans, the spirits with supernatural powers. The moment the phone rings, we know who is calling. If a friend is in trouble, we get a premonition. When we miss our friends, they call us. When we fall in love with a man, he knows.