remembering things that didn't happen

. (@an.org)
Thu, 8 Jan 1998 12:00:05 +0200 (EET)

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(i hate this. being tired and going home. so run fast!)

Hey, wait!

- What, didn't the bus come or did you forget something?

No ... Would it bother you terribly if I went back to your apartment, just to sleep in some corner? I can't explain why but it feels important..

- Oh .. but .. well ok go but i must go to work and there'll be no one there

It's ok, thank you a lot.

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(go back through the park. open the door. climb the stairs. take the elevator. go in. look for the cats. use the hat as a pillow and lay down in a corner under your coat)

((they return before morning. tired and fucked up. they hate you and you get to share it. morning tea and go away))

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In real, again, I just hit my head against a lamp pole and waited for the bus. I was tired, went home and loved it. Was it wrong to do the right thing? How can I regret something that didn't happen?

(during the night i woke up a couple of times. for a moment i *was* in the corner and felt the door was opening. what is this?)

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