The glass eyes have the effect some paintings have; they seem to follow you wherever you go, staring balefully down.
Habitante de librohar citeretfor 2 år siden
But that’s the thing about old friends, isn’t it? Sometimes they don’t even realise that they no longer have anything in common.
Habitante de librohar citeretfor 2 år siden
Sometimes solitude is the only way to regain your sanity.
Habitante de librohar citeretfor 2 år siden
But the horror of the experience never leaves you. It is always a shock – a profound, existential shock – to be confronted with the inanimate object that was once a person. A person so recently thinking, feeling, seeing, reduced to so much cold flesh
Habitante de librohar citeretfor 2 år siden
New Year’s Eve. The loneliest night of the year, even if you’re with people.
Habitante de librohar citeretfor 2 år siden
All work and no play, Katie – have you ever heard that one?
Habitante de librohar citeretfor 2 år siden
This man with whom I have spent so much of my life, with whom I have shared a house and a bed, beside whom I have slept most nights. How little it takes, I think, just some shadows, really, to make ourselves unknown to each other.
Habitante de librohar citeretfor 2 år siden
the dark windows like blank eyes.
Habitante de librohar citeretfor 2 år siden
That’s what happens when you have known someone for such a long time. You see all their faults, yes, but you know their best qualities too
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Seeing Charlie again reminds me of how I used to moon about after him.
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