I want you to go away. I’m selling out to a supermarket and will give you part of you. No…don’t say anything. Wilhelm dear. Wait till you have to,and don’t lose that unrest and discontent of yours. You’ll need it if you want to write. I’ll enjoy life from now on. I’ll be smoking when I cross the square. I’ll be drinking a martini in the Heider Hof while reading your letters. I’ll say “with ice ,please.” when I order the martini…妈妈说,所有那些被职业束缚了的人,都会让她想起快干瘪了的蜗牛和将被剪短的草坪。I left her to a fate I didn’t believe in for myself.......What does the world care about your personal needs?
薄雾微光
2020-08-22 16:06:09