26. november 2011

tjuesjettenovember

That is the fear: I have lost something important, and cannot find it, and I need it. It is fear like if someone lost his glasses and went to the glasses store and they told him that the world had run out of glasses and he would just have to do without. 

god idé: lese looking for alaska enda en gang
dårlig idé: tenke at det går fint å lese den på jobb fordi jeg klarer det uten å gråte. (jeg klarer det ikke.)

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