把你的影子加點鹽
醃起來
風乾

老的時候
下酒

甜蜜的復仇 ~ 夏字

A mandarin fell in love with a courtesan. 'I shall be yours,' she told him, 'when you have spent a hundred nights waiting for me, sitting on a stool, in my garden, beneath my window.' But on the ninety-ninth night, the mandarin stood up, put his stool under his arm, and went away.

waiting, A Lover's Discourse by Roland Barthes.

不過是把七斤重的放在背上走上三十分鐘的山路，不過是一杯微溫的新鮮西瓜汁，不過是因為她不停咳嗽。不過是自尊，於是曲折，於是假裝。不過是害怕真相，不過是因為狠狽比失去難受。

「沒有人喜歡哀傷，但不走進哀傷，是沒有辦法看清真理」《亞柏拉罕的眼淚》

她寫「生活的豐盛如果我感到喜悅不過是有個人跟我說，我所賺的不多只能是那麼多，但你喜歡吃甚麼就吃甚麼……」

袁哲生。 《寂寞的遊戲》

「人一旦開始躲藏就很難停下來了，這點我始終深信不疑。我總是懷念躲在寂寞的角落裡含著一顆糖的滋味。」　

這是我看過對生活最貼心的描述

「生活是追隨與欣賞，對生命中的每一次美麗。」

時差的關係

時差的關係，凌晨四時多還未能睡去，隨手拿起書剛打開，便看到了這詩：


Life when you wait.
Performance without rehearsal.
Body without fitting.
Head without reflection.

I don't know the role I'm playing.
I only know it's mine, non-convertible.

What the play is about
I must guess only after it's begun.

Poorly prepared for the dignity of life,
I barely keep up with the pace of the action imposed.
I improvised, though I loathe improvisation.
At every step I stumble over my lack of expertise.
My way of life smacks of provincialism.
My instincts are those of a rank amateur.
Stage fright, although an excuse, is all the more humiliating.
Extenuating circumstances I perceive as cruel.

Not to be retracted are words and reflexes,
unfinished is the counts of stars,
character buttoned up on the run like an overcoat—
these are the pitiful results of such haste.

If only on Wednesday could be practiced ahead of time,
or if only one Thursday could again be repeated!
But here it is nearly Friday, with a scenario I don’t know
Is it fair – I ask
(with hoarseness in my voice,
because I wasn't even allowed to clear my throat in the wings).

Illusory is the thought that this is just a pop quiz
taken on temporary premise. No
I stand amid the scenery and see how solid it is.
I am struck by the accuracy of all the props.
The revolving stage has long been in operation.
Even the most distinct nebulae have been switched on.
Ah, I have no doubt that this is opening night.
And whatever I may do
will be forever changed into that which I have done.

Life While you Wait ~~ Wislawa Szymborska