in the afternoon, life came to a standstill. out of nowhere, her name popped up on the screen. the curse of yahoo, where you see when your contacts are online. also shows your nomorecontacts, unfortunately.
seeing those two words gave my heart a good squeeze. life slowed down, focused on one spot on the mail website. [...]
so this is how 2009 feels when you’re not spending most of the day inside the smallest room of your apartment trying to keep at least some fluids inside your aging body. finally made it back to the office and, surprise: it was still there.
I didn’t believe it would change a thing. But I did it anyway. I had Esme’s number registered for a marathon result service, and so she got a message from me. But I got a reaction after all.
It’s only 13 more days. It’s only 13 more days before I’ll touch ground in V., before I will be close to Esme again, see her again, talk to her again. 13 more days. How shall I live through them? I spend my time trying not to think about this, hunting for a hotel on [...]
It is as if the last six weeks had never happened. I will be traveling on my tracks left when I first came to V. Same airline, same route, same departure and arrival times.
What is most striking: Then just like this time, I have no idea what fate has in stock for me.
I knew this day would come. I didn’t know it would be this day. But what is a day when it is the day when it is over? What is a day when it’s over, and you learn that the other life, the reason that it will be over, is just as over?
“Today is when [...]
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