en tant kommer på den fullsatta spårvagnen.
jag låter bli att resa mig och överlåta min plats till henne.
hon är inte en skrupplig tant ju. säkert bara 67 eller nåt.
hon har joggingskor. inte ens sånadär tantskor har hon.
vi sitter kvar.
tisdag 22 december 2009
söndag 13 december 2009
page 185
"So if you understand me better, what then?"
"You don't get it, do you?" I said. "It's not a question of 'what then'. Some people get a kick out of reading railway timetabels and that's all they do all day. Some people make huge boats out of matchsticks. So what's wrong if there happens to be one guy in the world who enjoys trying to understand you?"
"Kind of like a hobby?" she said, amused.
"Yeah, I guess you call it a hobby. Most normal people would call it friendship or love or something, but if you want to call it a hobby, that's OK, too."
torsdag 3 december 2009
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