Of Hum Tum — Index

Hum Tum, passim. Meaning: scattered everywhere. Meaning: if you look closely enough at the margins of any ordinary day, you will find the faint trace of an index finger, pointing from me to you. And back again. End of Index.

It sits at the very back, like a forgotten appendix. No page number. Because we never turned to that page. But the index lists it anyway, in faint, ghostly type: Love. See: Hum Tum. Index Of Hum Tum

Not the angry kind. The one that falls between two people who have run out of small talk and are terrified of the large talk. This index entry reads: See also: courage. Hum Tum, passim

“I can’t sleep.” “Neither can I.” That’s the whole entry. It appears twice in the index—once under Loneliness , once under Home . And back again