conversatie cu D., care spune ca e mult mai e mai natural să treci incoerent, arbitrar dintr-o lume într-alta, decat cu ochii deschisi, dornic sa fii cat mai constient. am ramas datoare la capitolul itaca si viclenia lui ulise. seriozitatea mea accentuata. si naivitatile de care nu pot scapa.
cu provizii de tigari si toata gama de sucuri, ceaiuri si alcooluri, singura acasa.
"Dean took out other pictures. I realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday with wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth, well-ordered, stabilised-within-the-photo lives and got up in the morning to walk proudly on the sidewalks of life, never dreaming the raggedy madness and riot of our actual lives, our actual night, the hell of it, the senseless nightmare road. All of it inside endless and beginningless emptiness. Pitiful forms of ignorance." (Jack Kerouac, On the Road)
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