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Wednesday, 27. October 2010

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Tuesday, 26. October 2010

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Sunday, 24. October 2010

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Friday, 22. October 2010

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Tuesday, 19. October 2010

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Monday, 18. October 2010

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The melody never failed to send a shudder through me, but this time it hit me harder than everI bent forward, my face in my hands to keep my skull from splitting openBefore long one of the German stewardesses approached and asked in English if I were sick"No," I said, "just dizzy "Are you sure?" "Yes, I'm sure She smiled and left, and the music changed to a Billy Joel tuneI straightened up and looked out of the window at the dark clouds hanging over the North Sea, thinking of all I had lost in the course of my life: times gone for ever, friends who had died or disappeared, feelings I would never know againThe plane reached the gatePeople began unfastening their seatbelts and pulling luggage from the overhead lockers, and all the while I was in the meadowI could smell the grass, feel the wind on my face, hear the j12 chanel diamond watch cries of the birdsAutumn 1969, and soon I would be 206 The stewardess came to check on me againThis time she sat next to me and asked if I was all right"I'm fine, thanks," I said with a smile"Just feeling kind of blue "I know what you mean," she said"It happens to me, too, every once in a while She stood and gave me a lovely smile"Well, then, have a nice trip Eighteen years have gone by, and still I can bring back every detail of that day in the meadowWashed clean of summer's dust by days of gentle rain, the mountains wore a deep, brilliant greenThe October breeze set white fronds of head-high grasses swayingOne long streak of cloud hung pasted across a dome of frozen blueIt almost hurt to look at that far-off skyA puff of wind swept across the meadow and through her hair before it slipped into the woods to rustle chanel white j12 watch branches and send back snatches of distant barking - a hazy sound that seemed to reach us from the doorway to another worldWe heard no other soundsWe met no other peopleWe saw only two bright red birds leap startled from the center of the meadow and dart into the woodsAs we ambled along, Naoko spoke to me of wellsMemory is a funny thingWhen I was in the scene I hardly paid it any attentionI never stopped to think of it as something that would make a lasting impression, certainly never imagined that 18 years later I would recall it in such detailI didn't give a damn about the scenery that dayI was thinking about myselfI was thinking about the beautiful girl walking next to meI was thinking about the two of us together, and then about myself againI was at that age, that time of life when every sight, every feeling, chanel vintage jewelry every thought came back, like a boomerang, to meAnd worse, I was in loveLove with complicationsScenery was the last thing on my mind7 Now, though, that meadow scene is the first thing that comes back to meThe smell of the grass, the faint chill of the wind, the line of the hills, the barking of a dog: these are the first things, and they come with absolute clarityI feel as if I can reach out and trace them with a fingertipAnd yet, as clear as the scene may be, no one is in itNaoko is not there, and neither am IWhere could we have disappeared to? How could such a thing have happened? Everything that seemed so important back then - Naoko, and the self I was then, and the world I had then: where could they have all gone? It's true, I can't even bring back her face - not straight away, at leastAll I'm left holding is a louis vuitton white speedy background, pure scenery, with no people at the frontTrue, given time enough, I can remember her faceI start joining images - her tiny, cold hand

Sunday, 17. October 2010

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Saturday, 16. October 2010

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Friday, 15. October 2010

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Thursday, 14. October 2010

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