In my experience, you said.
Oh that's what you saw.

I would never admit such thoughts.
How brave you are.
How well oriented.
Thoughts are not who we are, you say.
We breathe, easy with who we get to be;
          appreciating non-brokeness.

You freely share how it's been.
I feel it too.
I get it.

Such relief ... to strictly have thoughts ...
So it suddenly occurs to you:
"But I don't know if I can really listen to him.  I'm frustrated!
You want me to get what happened in his experience!?!  I don't know."
[I can't hear!  I can't hear!]

"Yep.  You can't hear him yet, over the noise of your thoughts.
AND I thank your brain for its input!"
ha ha ha
I'm in love with us:  you, laughing and free.