long division cranes

Admit something: Everyone you see, you say to them, "Love me."

Of course you do not do this out loud, otherwise someone would call the cops.
Still though, think about this, this great pull in us to connect. Why not become the one who lives with a full moon in each eye that is always saying, with that sweet moon language, What every other eye in this world is dying to hear? -Hafiz

When she's on the phone she draws long division symbols representing cranes flying through the air. The check swoosh movement of her hand feels good while she listens; she's convinced she's listening better because she's drawing. She's never been a good listener, but she does read, wants to tell him to transform his speech. His words.  How powerful they are. L-fields, T-fields. He is hurting her but doesn't think she reads between the lines. She is trying to be like Hafiz.