word

I am talking to A Man. He comes from A Different Country but he speaks My Language better than me.

He is a writer. He is interesting. And (just like me) he loves words.

He tells me that speaking several languages broadens his experience of the world.

Take, for example, (he says to me) the word jealousy. In my own language (he continues) I have a definition of that word. Maybe several definitions. But if I hear the word in another language, it has a different sense, a different tone. I engage with it differently. I experience my own feelings differently.

Shades of life, explored through language. (I love that.)