glossolalic
I didn't really intend to be speaking in tongues, as it were... it just turned out that way somehow. ::chuckle::
It began Monday before last, with a brief note on a hiatus, in Spanish. Then for some reason I thought to translate the next day's post into German, and... that's all she wrote. From then on, my plague-induced delirium dictated the language of the days. At my most feverish moment early on in the illness, I recall dropping into the Visayan of my childhood, moaning about this or that manifestation of infirmity or ache, expressing self-pity - kalo'oy nakô! (woe is me) - and suchlike.
Interestingly, I began looking forward to each day's post, wondering which language I would touch.
The only rule was to use a language I actually knew, or at least once learned and used, at some point in my life. It occurred to me belatedly, around Day 5 (Russian) that perhaps I should have done this chronologically, formally; that is, start with the first language I acquired and then proceed as my personal linguistic history dictated. But of course it was too late by then, and I just let randomness abide.
The series ended with the 8th language yesterday, and as one can see from today's post title, it has returned to [English], which I am rather oddly not counting as part of the set; I guess it's for the simple structural reason that everything I've written here and elsewhere has been in my 'default' language, my lingua franca as it were, hence requires no [special indications] or hovertext-sideline translations. ::chuckle::
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