I don’t understand why people don’t listen? Is it because I’m a woman? Is it because you think I couldn’t possibly have anything substantial to say? I don’t understand why if all you seem to be doing is thinking about and looking for, for example, a needle in a haystack, and I am holding the needle, you look right through me, as if I have nothing? I guess I sort of understand not seeing me if what I’m holding up looks too familiar to be the needle you seek. Perhaps you’ve looked for so long that the needle seems obvious when it’s right in front of you.
Back up. Slow down. Look closer. It’s right here.