But it’s like everyone’s speaking a different language, and I’m the only one without the dictionary. Every time someone says something, I have to go through my brain like a Rolodex to figure out what to say back. It’s like…” There’s a pause while he searches for his words, and it takes all my self-control not to fill the silence. “It’s like algebra. Yeah. I can do it if you ask me. But it’s not my idea of a good time.”
