Tag: France

I thought we were making progress.
What choice do I have?
You’re not leaving now, are you?
I really did think you were gone this time.
You thought I had left.
He stood there a minute longer.
I’m always sad to wake up.
Everywhere you look, there is a sign of life.
Here is how life is best lived.
What’s the other half of things?
It wasn’t meant to be a joke.
I finally knew what was mine.
Sometimes it just feels like time fleeing.
This has been a long time coming.
After that, he came untethered and wandered south.
He went around the block for the dozenth time.
A universe upside down.
His compass is attuned only to absence, to abandonment.
He is not sure which direction to take.
What the hell does that mean?
For no place is ever truly ours and ours alone.
Ours is a story of constant discomfort.
That is why I am here.
And, for a time, they were happy.
It was in moments like this.
He has dreaded this moment.
I have something to show you.
The path of sorrow upon sorrow.
I do not know my people.
Thinking will not change the direction of the wind.
Be silent. Let me think
I have not finished looking.
Are you sure you’ve brought us to the right place?
The air is beginning to turn.
Signed. Notarized. Everything in order.
I think this just about sums it up.
No one spoke.
One would never have known that.
Gone fishin’
What do you dream of?
He said to her, I will provide you with a good life.
If we’re being honest, the dragon looked sickly.
Was there a life for him out there in the world?
He totally had friends.
Why don’t you start again?
So how do I do this?
The man could see that his therapist was not amused.
Gone fishin’
Find, lose, demand, obsess, move head slightly closer.
To be alive is just this pouring in and out.