I sometimes feel that "Oh, I was misunderstood." But today, when I found that the real title of the essay I've been assigned at class was "The Female Body" which I've been mistakenly read as "The Female Boy," I laughed and thought "Oh, I often do misunderstand."
If I do have misunderstandings about other people, then I cannot go for other people's misunderstandings about me. I guess, we are doing the same things to each other.
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I sometimes misread things like that. My partner calls it "magic theatre" after something in a novel by Hermann Hesse (Steppenwolf).
But it is always a good thing to ask now and then what one might be misunderstanding.
Yes, thank you.
I'll do my best to communicate well with others.
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