Went out to clear my mind. A club, drum and bass, two beers and two pills. Didn't feel like dancing. Felt like eating a hamburger. Did. Caught a cab and went home. Stared at ceiling until six.
Slept until midday. Teased by the sun, made a phone call. Had a date. Pashing in the meadows behind the city, dining together. Drove her off, went home, slept again.
Read the news. Listened to Bjørnstad. Did not feel melodramatic.
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