“Everybody is
replaceable,” she says, looking at me firmly. “We all are, but
nobody wants to hear about it. Nobody wants it to be true.”
I stare back at her and catch myself shaking my head vehemently. I stop shaking it. “But, … It doesn't feel this way. It doesn't feel like everybody is replaceable,” I say.
I stare back at her and catch myself shaking my head vehemently. I stop shaking it. “But, … It doesn't feel this way. It doesn't feel like everybody is replaceable,” I say.
She nods, somehow lenient.
“I know. But everybody is. There are millions and millions of
people. You meet some of them, and some of them you don't. You become
intimate with some of them, because of these factors we were talking
about... Like, nearness.”
“And similarity,” I say. “Attraction.”
“Yeah, right. And
you can have that with more than just one person. You could have the
exact same amount of closeness, and feeling happy and understood,
with thousands of other people. Those you know now you met by chance,
and you can meet others accidentally.”
She spreads her arms.
“It's just a big raffle.”
I look at her, feeling the
words sink in. I can't help but see the logic, and I can't help but
feel absolutely horrified by it.
She leans back in her
chair. “I find this incredibly comforting.”
Na das hoffe ich momentan schwer!
ReplyDeleteBzw. mir soll es so gehen (jemanden finden, mit dem das genauso geht), einer gewissen anderen Person bitte nicht, zumindest nicht in naher Zukunft. Das ist eben das, solche Erkenntnisse gelten immer in beide Richtungen.
DeleteGanz genau.
Deletein englisch gefallen mir deine geschichten noch besser und diese hier, die ist wichtig. ich glaube, ich stehe zwischen euch beiden.
ReplyDeleteVielleicht steht jeder mal auf der einen, mal auf der anderen Seite, oder?
Deletenein, ich glaube an beides gleichzeitig.
ReplyDeleteOder so. :)
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