"The search was futile. Then he asked, as before, and sometimes losing things keeping, if I were me and had an important document to keep, what place would you choose? In most cases helped him find the lost.
But this time was so caught up in the phrase "if I were I" that the search had become secondary evidence and inadvertently began to think what it was feeling. And she was not comfortable.
"If I was I" had caused an upset: the lie that had settled had just moved slightly from where it will accommodate. But I had read biographies of people who suddenly went to beguess. That is, I was guessing, because he was smiling and felt a kind of modesty, which has before it is too big. be oneself that is too big and uncontrollable. Lori had a sort of fear of going too far. Always retained a bit like retain the reins of a horse could gallop and take God knows where. Reserved. Why and for what? What was booking?, Was a certain fear of their capacity, small or large. May be contained for fear of not knowing the limits of a person. "
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