Monday, April 6, 2009
That room
I like the feeling of that room, the one on top of the stairs, with its big windows looking out into the garden, a flowerless garden full of contrasts where the many shades of green make up for the lack of colors. Four walls I can see through; Beyond them, life goes on like an endless complicated play full of meaningless characters, who go through their lines finding their places. Its all in the script, every move, every pause, and I see it all from that room, the sunrises full of light, the...
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