On Communication and My Acceptance of Misunderstanding

I am used to being misunderstood. My profession is communication and you might think that being misunderstood would vex me. It does not. I have come to a point in my understanding of communication where I (finally) realize that only a fraction of what I am processing should be understood (or is even worth being understood), and of that fraction, only a smaller fraction should be communicated directly. If I could, I would never write another line of prose. My work would all be story and poetry.