I wondered if your name has anything to do with R. D. Laing. Oh, it couldn’t, could it? |
R.D. Laing? |
It’s a person’s name. |
An English psychiatrist. |
He was an unusual person. |
The titles of some of his books are very interesting. |
One of them is: "Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you really love me?" |
"I Love, Love, Really Love"? |
I read it when I was in college and I don’t remember much of it, but it’s about two lovers—a man and a woman—and the woman asks the man if he loves her. |
And? |
Well of course, the man replies that he loves her. |
But the woman isn't satisfied, and asks more and more questions. |
I don’t understand. |
OK. Let’s see. Do you like me, Lain? |
Yes, I do. |
More than your dad? More than your mom? |
Yes. |
That makes me happy. Do you mean it? |
Yes I do. |
Are you happy when you’re here? |
I don’t really understand, but I probably am. |
Do you like talking to me? |
Yes. |
What do you like about me? |
You’re kind and you listen to me. |
Which do you like more? That I’m kind, or that I listen? |
Which? |
Yes, which? |
I like you because you’re kind. |
How am I kind to you? |
You don’t get angry and you’re polite. |
But there are lots of people besides me who don’t get angry at you. |
There are lots of people who are polite to you. |
Aren’t there? |
Do you really like me? |
I don’t really know. |
Do I have to think about all this stuff? |
Let’s stop this. |
I feel like I might start to not like you. |