Because when I read
I don’t really read;
I pop a beautiful
sentence into
my mouth and
suck it like a
fruit drop,
or I sip it
like a liquer
until
the
thought
dissolves
in
me
like
alchohol,
infusing
brain
and
heart
and
coursing on
through the veins to
the root of each blood vessel.

-Bohumil Hrabal

…For Namdi, who gets it. And because I am sorry 😥