I yawn and am just about to fall asleep when the end of my hair starts catching on fire, freaking out, I pour my water bottle on my head and Rayah's just looking at me like I'm crazy, "I've had it with you, Rayah!" I mumble before chasing after her.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
That's just what translation is, I think. That's all speaking is. Listening to the other and trying to see past your own biases to glimpse what they're trying to say. Showing yourself to the world, and hoping someone else understands. — Ramy (Babel by R. F. Kuang)
