i read it over. see my project is now all that happens in romania, i
mean it has to be that, that is what's in my head. seemingly, there
is no room for anything else. big surprise, huh. so now i am trying
to archive all that we are saying, me, and of course, you. the story
is us, also. so i read over things, to see where they fit.
i read over no bad news. and i had to laugh. see, i always try to
report the things, events, phonecalls, as truthfully as possible. try
not to colour them. of course, ones person always tints them a tad,
that is inescapable --yes, the jy fiction effect-- but hell, i try
what made me laugh is that, here, for once, all the news are not the
latest bad news but nice, all's well news. rare news, to savour. make
happy news. so i type it all in, 10 minutes after the phonecall.
to have it all sound incredibly hokey, i mean, "katika is reading
about the sun"... blech, sentimental horseshit. but that really is
what she said, i am reading about the sun, she said, and thus i
reported it back to you. did i cringe, yes. am i cringing again, oh
boy, am i cringing again.
see, the ironic thing is that tragedy writes better.
anyways... i would like to do an experiment, if you guys are up for
it. it would be kinda fun and interesting and stuff. take that
nobadnews post and rewrite it. if a few of you would do that it
would be real fun to see what it mutates into.
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