scrapbook lyrics

journal page 46/?
I went to a bookfair yesterday at which my chinese teach presented his translation of Yuhua’s book ‘To Live’ and mr. Yuhua was there as well (ofc) and he fricking signED MY BOOK I WAS SO EXCITED I almost cried;
(watercolouring on the right inspired by Carol Hannah)


“And I sat there for hours. In the living room first, then in the dining room. Moving things around, picking things up and seeing where they took me; to what place in history, what moment on our timeline. Where we were, where I was, where I thought we’d end up. In this house or on the highway driving somewhere near christmas. In the desert or anywhere else.
And I put them in boxes.”