I have not the pleasure of understanding you
-Jane Austen in Pride and Prejudice
Don’t you ever feel like that line doesn’t just refer to a sentence someone spoke, but to their whole, entire being? Don’t you ever completely and utterly DO NOT UNDERSTAND someone? As in, how can your mind possibly work in that way? How do you not live life MY way. But then, of course, someone thinks that same way about you and I suppose that is what makes life so incredibly FRUSTRATING but always so very unique.