This morning, we talked about the text we edited. At one point she said she misses smoking, that she associates editing with smoking: ‘And just think, in the old days we’d go out and buy cigarettes no matter what time it was. Do you think your niece Lila will ever nag anyone the way I used to nag you to go to the corner shop?’
You know what, Lila? I think we need another map which marks the corner shops, stationers’, hairdressers’, little restaurants and independent businesses in this city. I’d give you the map as a present. I could make a fake biography of Juan of the Useless Thing. His achievements would be as useless and extravagant as his hat. Juan of the Useless Thing would show you the map of the corner shops, stationers’, hairdressers’ and places like that, and all the unofficial, makeshift businesses that constitute day-to-day life in this city, to welcome you.
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Jonás is coming back soon.
I found an A4 Ideal notebook in the city centre. This notebook is about to run out. Maybe I won’t use the next one, because it’s very big and Jonás will be back soon. It feels important to add that I still haven’t found a notebook like this one, a triplet for our pair.
Just as love songs are all alike, gossip magazines are all alike and waiting rooms are all alike. Instead of making us unique, waiting makes us ordinary. And a wait for a lover is the most ordinary kind. Maybe that’s its appeal.