i was reading the reader just now and came across this beautiful passage that i 1) wanted to remember and 2) wanted to share with you. also, it reminds me of myself. and the experience of not being able to sleep....
"through the long hours of the night you have the church clock for company and the rumble of the occasional passing car that throws its headlights across the walls and ceiling. these are hours without sleep, which is not to say that they're sleepless, because on the contrary, they're not about lack of anything, they're rich and full. desires, memories, fears, passions form labyrinths in which we lose and find and then lose ourselves again. they are hours when anything is possible, good or bad."
thank you, bernhard schlink.
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