At a friend’s shop, sitting on this chair with my legs stretched. Been sitting here with my legs stretched since about thirty minutes. The friend is nowhere to be seen. ‘He said he’ll be back in five minutes’ says the helper. ‘Sure’ I say to him and continue with the sitting.
Yesterday, started reading this book by Murakami. Novelist as A Vocation. Finished 50 pages. The guy is a genius and a consistent performer. It takes something more than just talent to keep churning out novels even after 30 years. I don’t think I would be able to write consistently and get my works published for that long. I think I would give up everything in the next ten years. That’s how I feel now. Hell, I could give up tomorrow.
What to have for dinner is a question that bugs me almost every night. I am tired of going to the same restaurant for dinner every other night. I am as much tired of going out for dinner as I am of ordering food from home. I need a change of setting. That’s what I need. I need a whole new city and a whole new role to play.
The friend of mine did come later. We sat there in his shop and talked for about three hours. Two other friends joined us later. It’s a small shop with the perfect ceiling lights.
It’s getting late by the minute. I cannot decide where I really want to be tonight. Sitting here on my couch at my home, I don’t feel like I want to be here right now.
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