![]() But that very celebration confirmed that Lila, the only person I still felt was essential even though our lives had diverged, no longer belonged to us and, without her, every intermediary between me and those youths, that car racing through the streets, was gone. They were my friends, of course, my boyfriend was there, we were going to Lila’s wedding celebration. I asked myself what I was doing in that car. What I was in school I was there obliged to put aside or use treacherously, to intimidate them. With them I couldn’t use any of what I learned every day, I had to suppress myself, in some way diminish myself. ![]() But for six years now I had also been following daily a path that they were completely ignorant of and in the end I had confronted it brilliantly. ![]() ![]() I had grown up with those boys, I considered their behavior normal, their violent language was mine. “It was during that journey to Via Orazio that I began to be made unhappy by my own alienness. ![]()
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