"They were supposed to be there, my friends left them there."
"I will take them and be at home when you come."
"All right."
I am coming, through a hole on the fence of other-street-neighbours-house-garden. I try not to step on the islands of snow - so there will be no trace. I succeed. Drops of water dripping on me from the trees. It is dark. It is wet.
And then, when I want to leap over the last snow-island, I feel I am sinking into the mud, so I make a quick step.... and end up leaving a mark on the snow. I hope it melts away from the morning.
There is a plastic bag hanging on the door and there is a note inside the bag: "Our daughter found keys under the snowdrops. Pearl is the keyholder. If you want them, call...."I got the keys and this is the end of this adventure.
Movie "Limits of Control" was the last one I saw. A friend who is studying animation took me with her to see this piece of art behind the locked doors and authorized entry only... - rooms of Estonian Academy of Arts. Nighttime.
It was great.
If you have enough peace in your mind, you might find it pleasurable.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1135092/
No comments:
Post a Comment