The Highest Hiding Place
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
So you have read it. Or (re) read it? The Hours. Or at least those paragraphs I had in mind when I said, you would find a reprieve of sorts.
Sort of. Funny and embarrassing when we think familiarity gives us comfort. Or a "similar case" is necesssarily what we want, when we want-- a break.
Funny that we don't give the same credit to strangeness. To the new day. To someone calling, whom we don't recognize. Whose voice is nothing like, nothing "similar to", what we have heard before.
To people we read, or write to, but have never met.
As if that didn't count.