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:: the dinner :: setembro 2001
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In a rainy day, I closed myself in the house with the cat and I never left. He brings me what I need, the smell from outside. I don't want nothing else: he behaves inside as an exterior being and that?s my dream, to have all there's outside with me here inside, where I can control it, a small universe where I'm a queen without logic. I cook in the morning everything that I will eat during the day and spend the rest of the time avoiding to dream. I have fear that one day I imagine a world that I like and that I stay in there; I want to die here like a chair broken in the ground