Thursday, December 30, 2004


-Everything looks perfect from far away- he tells himself. Then he slowly lowers the binoculars from his eyes.

Tuesday, December 28, 2004


"Months turned into days, days turned into hours, hours turned into minutes." He reads this a second time and then he scratches it.

Monday, December 27, 2004


She looks at the number on the palm of her hand. Then she dials.

Sunday, December 26, 2004


O ,odd upi ,ptr rsvh fsu/

He realizes that his hands are placed one key to the right on the keyboard. It's completely unintelligible, but he likes it. It looks like a scandinavian language. He keeps on typing that way.

o grr; er fpmy imfrtdysmf rsvj pyjrt smu,ptr/

Saturday, December 25, 2004


He rings.
She asks who is it.
He says his name.
She says come up and buzzes.
He opens the door.

Friday, December 24, 2004


-Excuse me, do you have the time?
-It's twenty past.
-Thank you.

Thursday, December 16, 2004


He closes his eyes, wishing he could also close his ears.