WORDS HAVE NO MEANING ANYMORE!
… is how I feel sometimes in my every day, non-Writer-side-of-Wordpress and Twitter, real life. Because people who don’t value words? They’re everywhhhhhhere!
What does “epic” even mean anymore? Or “random” or “iconic” or “uber”?
I was trying to explain to someone recently why I’m such an indoor cat. Much like the main character in Like Two Opposite Things, I am hypersensitive to stimuli:
They don’t hear the buzzing wings of mosquitoes echoing in their ears, the pinpricks of a light breeze ruffling their arm hair, the violent assault of flickering flames on eyes that register every tiny movement of light and shadow even in the most sterile of indoor environments.
I wish I could say my heightened senses were the result of some nuclear accident that left me with super powers or special gifts but as far as I can tell, it’s just a miswiring somewhere in my brain. My only superpower is avoiding my parents. My special gift is being super sensitive to like, everything around me.
By “hypersensitive”, I mean I can see and hear and feel EVERYTHING and if some of those things are irritating, then everything is irritating, I get overstimulated, and I Gotta Jet! Byeseeyagonnagohidenow.
But what that person heard was, “I’m like totally kinda sensitive or whatever but like, super exaggerated to the point of misusing words,” so my explanation didn’t register. They said, “Yeah, I know. I totally have to wear sunscreen too.” Um… ok. We should all be wearing sunscreen but sure, you feel my pain. Thanks.
I like to exaggerate too. But I hate it when our cultural habit of exaggerating EVERYTHING takes away all meaning from specific words.