Sunday, October 2, 2011

All my life I have longed to be alone in a place like this. Even when
everything was going well, as it often did. I can say that much. That
it often did. I have been lucky. But even then, for instance in the
middle of an embrace and someone whispering words in my ear I wanted
to hear, I could suddenly get a longing to be in a place where there
was only silence. Years might go by and I did not think about it, but
that does not mean that I did not long to be there. And now I am here,
and it is almost exactly as I had imagined it.
-Per Petterson

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