Frozen Brain Syndrome; does it exist? If not, what is it that has frozen my thoughts?
It’s like when you open your mouth to speak in a dream, and no sound comes out.
I want to say something to Andrew, I want to have a conversation. I want to talk about something interesting, I want to listen to you explaining something to me and then ask you ”
You seemed to know everything, from one hundred things you one can do with duct tape, to what questions to ask when buying a second-hand motorbike, the difference from Egyptian art and whatever other art and how to read a painting, you knew almost every Churchill quote, you knew how to write and read hundreds of Chinese characters…..
Did you not know that after jumping from the tenth floor of Bobst library you would die?
Did you not know that your death would break our hearts, rip us into shreds?
I really, really would like you to have dinner with us tonight. I would like to call out:
“A tavola… come to the table….” and see you stroll into the kitchen and sit down at the table.
Yes, that is what I would like today.
Other than that I have no other thoughts going through my brain, it feels like jelly.
I love you Andrew. We all love you Andrew.