There was an article in the news today, where this guy woke up with amnesia and could speak nothing but Swedish. Not that he was Swedish or had ever been to Sweden.
And it made me think of a blogger who has been writing, in intimate detail, about her pending divorce. Which reminded me of certain, personal, hard breaks of my own. Maybe some people see a relationship escape their grasp, day by month by year. That's never been the case with me. Instead, it's like waking up one morning and finding I only speak Swedish and he only speaks Swedish and neither of us understand Swedish at all.