this evening, i go to see a room. to see, if i can live there for a time. light. light is my requirement. light, a good price, light. a place where i can paint the walls yellow with a red bicycle. light for the plants to clean the air, moisturize the air.
and the other inhabitants? to think of the unknown other sickens my stomach.
on the other hand, it is titilating to be unsure of the future. will i sit on the bus tonight imaginging the arrangment of the room, or will i sulk in the blue, plastic seat, stare out at the passing night and plan the continuation of the search?
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