Singing?.. Hmm..

November 20, 2008

I go downstairs to the cellar to touch a human being. There, amongst the mouldings and things, is Tim.

– Cuddle, – say I.

We cuddle.

– Don’t be upset. – he says, – It turns out to be a rather good day after all.

– I am not upset any more. Not after I wrote about it.

– Have you written it all out of your system?

– Yes. I actually would like something else bad happen to me, so that I can write about it with all the angst and anger.

– Maybe I should turn into a wife-beater, then.

– Maybe I’ll start singing then. Like Tina Turner.

-Singing?.. Hmm… I better think again.

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